Listen. They loved you. Then shit happened. And more shit happened. And gods happened. And circumstances wildly out of your control plus an unhealthy dose of propaganda made you into a martyr. You can't see the future. Everyone here knew you as you are. Emotionally stunted and a little unsettling. They didn't know you as the Chosen King. They didn't know there was a Chosen King. So laying it all on the table isn't going to make anyone here hate you. It's not a dramatic change we're talking about here. It's just context.

Anyway, you're the one that laid the foundation for any of us trusting you; you kinda did this to yourself.