It was all very, very, very stupid and very much all his fault. So with all these concerns, his nobles and Goldtooth’s nobles rattling sabres, Goldtooth being a passive aggressive old coot with far too much pride and far too little sense, his griffon neighbours getting shifty, the Equestrians being silly, and the High King himself breathing down his neck, one could tell why he had practically no patience for Archduchess Widewing’s petty attempts to get under his feathers.