I shouldn’t have lost my temper that way. It just pricks his pride, makes him dig in his heels.””So why did you?” I asked, genuinely curious. It was rare for Nikolai’s emotions to get the best of him. “I don’t know,” he said, shredding the leaf. “You got angry. I got angry. The room was too damn hot.””I don’t think that’s it.””Indigestion?” he offered.”It’s because you actually care about what happens to this country,” I said. “The throne is just a prize to Vasily, something he wants to squabble over like a favorite toy, You’re not like that. You’ll make a good king.”Nikolai froze. “I…” For once, words seemed to have deserted him. Then a crooked, embarrassed smile crept across his face. It was a far cry from his usual self-assured grin. “Thank you,” he said.I sighed as we resumed our pace. “You’re going to be insufferable now, aren’t you?”Nikolai laughed. “I’m already insufferable.