Chapter 4 - Chapter 4: Gale

"Gale..." Swan repeated that name. Then, she got flustered all of a sudden and apologized, "P-pardon me, Your Majesty. I shouldn't have addressed you without a title. I-I will call you Master Gale from now on."

"Just Gale. I'm not your Master, and you are not a servant for me," Gale said. But that still didn't stop Swan from worrying.

She had been conditioned to doubt everything that people said to her. Whenever she was given instructions, especially by Aria or Queen Mother, they would purposely make it tricky or confusing, so she would mess up and give them a chance to punish her under the late king's watchful eyes.

She doubted the beast would be so kind to her.

"Pardon me, Master Gale. I-I don't think I can "

"Don't make me repeat myself. Call me Gale."

"M-master-"

"Gale! Are you deaf?!"

Swan had a mini heart attack when Gale snapped at her. She turned pale instantly, and her eyes were on the verge of tears.

She quickly lowered her head again and apologized, "P-pardon me, Gale."

beast king scoffed, "It'd take two hours to enter my territory, so sit tight. I don't want to listen to

Swan replied. She heard from the cook that Holy Achate and the beastmen's kingdom were not that far, which was also one

head and ignored her entirely

after that. Swan dared not to lift her head, let alone start a conversation to break the ice between them. She was terrified that she'd anger

didn't even spare a glance at her. He simply crossed his arms

and aware despite seeming unresponsive. It reminded her of the guards who often slept on their duty but would wake up as soon as they heard a step

to disturb his slumber, so she simply turned her attention to the meadow on the left side of

she saw such a beautiful meadow with a view of a mountain at the end of it. She

she imagined it to be, fresh like linen that had just been washed and dried. It was the freshest thing she

the meadow scent. She turned the window's lock and pushed it open, making a rattling sound that quickly

nothing as he watched Swan, who stuck her head out, taking a deep whiff while the carriage

but it was even better than the palace garden because there was no intense scent of flowers

her crutches, so she used her knees to support her body. She stuck out half of her body to inhale more of the

with this scent every day. I don't want to be imprisoned for the rest

in the scent of the meadow when she suddenly heard a voice calling her

of the carriage when

realize that Swan was sitting on the beast's lap. She tried to get up, but Gale kept his hand on her waist,

you. What

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