Zandra nodded in agreement, "Yes most do, even my father. They all worshiped the ground he walked on, but I guess he just rubbed me the wrong way. If he truly cared about the kingdom and his people, he would be out there with them, helping. He is no leader, just a boss. A boss will sit back and tell you pull your weight and his, while a leader would be out there helping you, guiding you through what needed to be done, and helping you even after that." She sighed, her little rant about the king wearing her out. "And I admit, you are very skilled at what you do. But there is always room for improvement." She smiled behind her helmet, finally taking it off she poured herself a drink, and sipped from it.