One, my dear stupid lad, I'm a rusher, not a lady. Two, there's no need for it to be this moment. We have to find seconds, after all. Three, I'd renounce it and give whoever wanted free claim of it again. Four, I already answered that with number two, and five, because you parade about calling yourself a king without earning the title from your subjects, and the parade's bound to stamp on more than a few toes.