"It all depends on what others might say," said Jacob with a meager smile. "Everyone has a weakness, and perhaps your words might strike at the very heart of theirs."
"That's exactly what I seized upon, gradually breaking it until in the end, he agreed with my approach. I even helped him send off his son."
"You're quite crafty it seems." The White Golden Dragon King threw a glance at Jacob.
"It's not about being crafty, Your Majesty," Jacob responded with another grin. "It's rather my understanding of human nature. That's why I took such unconventional means without discussing them beforehand with you. I ask your forgiveness."
"Alright. Jacob, I'm growing fonder of you." The Dragon King laughed. "What you did was flawless. You're right, apart from Godfrey, it seems there really isn't anyone around me that I can trust."
The White Golden Dragon King muttered to himself, slowly descending onto the dragon throne to one side.