"On this warm winter day, we gather to celebrate His Majesty's success in overcoming his rut. There is no death this year, so I want all of you to have a joyful winter until next year. You may eat as much as you want at the banquet for the next five days, and lastly... I want you to cheer for our King! Long live the Beast King!"
"Long live the Beast King!"
"Long live the Beast King!"
"Long live the Beast King!"
All the soldiers followed the cheers as they were once again drowned in euphoria. Gale didn't expect his beloved to suddenly start cheering his name, so he asked, "I asked you to open the celebration because I want you to be cheered by everyone."
"But you said that you and I are the same. That means, when they cheer for you, they also cheer for me," Swan giggled.
"Well, yes, but…" Gale felt helpless, but he couldn't help but lightly pinch her now-chubbier cheek before chuckling, "You really know how to surprise me, wife."
