“GarGar! GarGar!” The people shouted themselves hoarse. How they loved their king. His success on the battlefield translated into political popularity. While his Queen might be a bit standoffish at times, the people were effusive about their affection for their sovereign. All he had to do was stand at a window and a crowd, raucous and cheerful, would gather in a matter of minutes. His cause was by no means hurt by his kind and easygoing nature. Despite his high station, he had a way of making others feel calm and at ease.
“God bless King GarGar!”