I can see why you might! Sometimes it was pretty clear the king hated him, or maybe not him precisely, but what he was doing and what it was causing to happen within him.....touching on sore spots and pressing on them. Sometimes it seemed like the speech guy was goading the King, pushing him ...... yeah, I hate when people do that too; I'd react like the King did and get pissed off. But the speech guy was pushing for that effect, to get the King to bring forth his deep, real emotion, because that was where his voice was.....and then the stammer was overcome in that. Sometimes the best friends (or best Ts) aren't the ones who coddle/empathize/sympathize and flood us with soft words and soft actions......but the ones who are hard on us, who push us, who demand we rise up and get our a$$es in gear and be authentic, find and use our real voices.....the ones who do NOT tiptoe around our faults, weaknesses, tender spots, wounds, but confront us and help us confront ourselves. I guess I see the speech guy in this light.....I have a friend now who can really piss me off like the speech guy pissed off the King, because she does not offer me tea and sympathy (she says, you have other friends who will do that for you; I am going to tell you the truth as I see it, and if it hurts, it hurts! I am not going to enable you....nor do I want you to enable me.... so yeah, sometimes I hate her - ok, maybe not hate, but resent, resist, because I want to deny she's right, but can't quite. grrrr. but yet, I think she loves me more than any other friend I have.....)