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Clara watched as Galen and Robin entered the room at the same time. Though they seemed civil, she stiffened all the same. As they walked in and broke off into the crowd, she relaxed. But only slightly. She took a deep breath, noticing how the people looked at Galen. Some remembered the fun they had a few days ago but none forgot who he was. She wasn't sure how to recitify this but she had to do something. She didn't want Galen to retreat. She stood up and walked up to him as he set down a large bag, looking like the Holly King himself. She smiled brightly. "You brought gifts," She said, loud enough for the court to hear. "I'm glad." She said and took his hand and lead him to the thrones. She let his hand go and sat down on hers. She took a deep breath and waited for him to sit, while the people watched on. She had to say something.

"My people," She called out. "The Longest Night brings forth the dawning of a new day, a new Year," She said. "As is with Yule tradtion, we leave the past trasgrations in the past for this one long night." She said. "I am not Princess, I am merely Clara, and you are neither merchants or farmers, you are just people, and we are celebrating the new Year as a community." She told him. "Today, for the Long Night, The King is not King, He is Galen, and he has gifts for you all, as do I but I shall like for him to present the first gift of Yule." She said and the people seemed to relax turning to the once Shadow King and smiling, "Go on,"