Rowan woke up quite late; Riela was still sleeping peacefully beside him. He observed her lovely figure with a calm smile on his face before proceeding to perform some push-ups and sit-ups to strengthen his bones a little bit. Afterwards, he went into the bathroom, had his bath, changed into a new set of clothes, and strolled out of the house.
It was around 7 a.m., and people were already outside their homes, doing some simple morning chores. Since Rowan had declared today a holiday to celebrate his victory and wedding, no one went to the farm, and only a few soldiers went to guard the border.
"Lord Rowan, you look so awesome this morning!"
"Good morning, Lord Rowan! How was your night?"
