A week had passed since the safe return of the Beast King and Princess Swan during the coldest night. The year was about to end, and normally, the Kingdom of Beastmen would be filled with sorrow and mourning due to many deaths caused by His Majesty’s rampage.
Since he had successfully passed the coldest night without killing anyone this time, nobody needed to mourn anymore. There was no sad face this year, and the usually quiet street was filled with laughter and joy as beastmen from all the species gathered together to celebrate the death-free year.
Swan watched the main street of the kingdom from her tower. Though she couldn’t be there personally because it would make everyone nervous, she still smiled seeing how people gathered together to celebrate Gale’s success.
’This is how it should be. Gale shouldn’t only be feared by his people. He should also be admired, worshiped, and celebrated. He needs to rule with both the strength and kindness of a wise king,’ Swan told herself. ’Even if I won’t be here for too long.’
Of course, the last sentence was just her insecurity speaking.
Ever since that night in the cave, Swan had this firm hope that she could eventually be pregnant with Gale’s offspring.
The Saintess was immune to Gale’s death gaze, so that meant they were fated to be together, right?
’Well, nobody can tell until I get pregnant for real...’ Swan sighed as she gently rubbed her flat belly. ’Goddess, I know that I prayed for Gale’s safety that night, but can you make an exception this time and make me pregnant with his cubs as well? I’m getting desperately hopeful here...’
As Swan was busy with her thoughts, the door was opened, and Gale walked in with a big smile on his face, "Are you ready to start the day, Sweetheart? Everyone is waiting for you at the castle ground."
Swan stopped rubbing her stomach in front of Gale as she didn’t want to look too desperate. She turned her head and smiled back at her husband, "I’m ready. Pick me up, husband."
Gale walked towards Swan, and before picking her up, he followed Swan’s line of sight and saw the crowded main street.
"Do you want to go to the main street? I can always take you there."
"No need. It will be awkward for them if we’re there. They will stop acting normal and start kneeling in front of us," Swan refused. "I just like looking at them because I’m happy—" Swan raised her hand and rubbed Gale’s cheek. "I’m happy because they are celebrating your success. It’s relieving to see them thinking of you as a benevolent ruler rather than a cruel one."
"I still don’t understand your fixation on benevolent rulers. Beastmen value strength over everything. They worship me and dedicate their lives to me because I am the strongest, simple as that," Gale said nonchalantly.
Swan also didn’t mean to force Gale to understand.
To him, she was probably making a ruckus over unnecessary things. She was already glad that Gale was willing to follow her suggestions, "I know you are doing things my way because you want to make me happy. But I promise you that it will be worth it even when I’m not around anymore, especially since you are immortal, while I’m not."
...
The mood around the room soured instantly. Gale went quiet as he got upset, knowing that he had nothing to counter that statement.
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