Chapter 160. Lonely

“What are your skills?” She inquired, changing the subject.

“A wise man never reveals his skills to a potential threat.”

“You consider yourself a wise man but what if people consider you a fool instead of appreciating your wisdom?” Esmeray asked while picking up the spoon to dig into the desert that was just placed in front of her by the servants

Vladimir waited for the servants to leave before he answered. “That would turn out to be an advantage for me if my enemies consider me a fool.”

Moaning around a mouthful of pastry that melted on her tongue Esmeray questioned. “I am not talking about your enemies. What if your subjects think of you as a fool?”

“Have you ever seen a lion losing sleep over the opinion of a sheep?” A gleam was shining in his eyes that made Esmeray’s lips curve in almost a smile.

Vladimir was not a cunning King. He was indeed a wise King who knew how to use his subjects as an advantage. Aric King’s words and her earlier suspic