Winter finally came around, marked by the first snowfall that Swan witnessed from the window. She often saw the snow from the Holy Achate Palace as well, but it was a different feeling because she used to stare at the snowfall from the kitchen on the ground floor.
In this castle, she gazed at the beautiful snowfall from the tower with a blanket and a fireplace at the corner of the room, which made the snowfall look beautiful rather than frightening for her.
Gale had been busy with kingdom matters these days, and for some reason, he didn't ask for sex anymore, probably because he was too busy.
"I hope he keeps getting busy, so he doesn't ask for that. He needs to get used to it."
Of course, Swan was sad knowing that she couldn't have sex with Gale as often as she wanted. But she shouldn't be selfish.
Gale wasn't meant for her, and though it hurt her, she had to let him go once the time was right.