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She's already interpreting the royal dance!

Look at all those horses.

Then join me, you well versed vassal!

Ah, I couldn't ask for a better audience.

Excalibur! ♪ Excalibur! ♪ ♪ From the United Kingdom! ♪ ♪ I'm looking for heaven! ♪ ♪ I'm going to Californiaaaaa! ♪

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Her absentmindedness is charming in it's own way!

And what a company does she make! Her poor king is melting, so she'll start clinging to her chilly body way more frequently.

There is no princess in Galar, that's for sure!

After dwelling for so long in the Crown Tundra, even the slightest rise in temperature proves uncomfortable for the king. With this scorching heatwave turning Galar into a stove, a visit to the Isle of Armor's beaches seems right on cue! Maybe a tour to other regions, too...

Here's her other half.~

Ah, so that's where Calyrex left her neck rest!

"You can afford to be more selfish than that. You have the favor of the king, after all!" She's giving her those headpats she asked for post-haste.

Much better, now that your chilly aura has served to refresh me. Is there anything I can do for you, my dear?

I have, in fact! And it turns out my powers are heavily dependant on my direct interaction with my subjects!

If it isn't my beloved steed!

Galar's indisputable back bone. The Ice and Shadow Rider. Savior of the Crown Tundra. King of Bountiful Harvests! ✨️✨️✨️𝐂 𝐀 𝐋 𝐘 𝐑 𝐄 𝐗✨️✨️✨️