Chapter 85: Not-So-Dumb Husband
For some reason, Primrose really wanted to know the answer to that question. But how could she? It wasn’t like she could peek into a different timeline, one that existed in a completely separate world.
"None of that matters now, Your Majesty," Primrose said softly. "Whether you let me learn my duties sooner or later, if I’m the one who can’t handle the workload ... then it’s my fault."
"No! You didn’t do anything wrong!" Edmund said, gritting his teeth. "I know you’re more than capable. Even I ... even I can do it!"
[Even someone as dumb as me can deal with royal affairs,] he thought bitterly.
Now, Primrose found herself wondering something else.
Edmund had always called himself dumb and to be fair, she had called him that too, more than once. But ... was he really that dumb?
What kind of fool could step in as king and stop the tribes from tearing each other apart the moment he took the throne?
Some people might say he only managed it because of his strength. However, that wasn’t the whole truth. Strength alone wasn’t enough to keep peace across a kingdom this large. It definitely wasn’t enough to stop a war.
To do what he had done, Edmund had to meet with every tribe, one by one. He had to learn how each of them thought, how they lived, and what they feared.
He had to approach each of them differently, because each tribe had its own culture and temperament.
Even in the most recent conflict with the Zahari tribe—sure, it looked like he handled it with brute force, but she knew there had been countless layers of planning and consideration behind his actions.