On the longest night of the year, Lord Roke’s habit was to slip out of his castle disguised in a ragged cloak and cowl and observe the people under his care. Did they have sufficient food? Heat? Clothing? And on the day after, presents flowed from the castle to meet the needs he’d seen.
Other noblemen thought him a fool, to treat his townspeople as family, to not eat rich food, count gold, and rule with an iron fist. He thought them foolish for creating division and hardship needlessly.
It’s not the role of a leader to behave terribly.
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