So, so, you could be ruthless, right? But you don't have to be ruthless to your subjects. Like, you could be known as, like, the nicest king on Earth. To your people. But everybody else gets their heads chopped off in battle. And their guts splattered across the battlefield as, um, tree ornaments. But everybody inside your walls, they chillin'. They eatin' pasta every night. Shrimp, chicken, steak, you name it.