it hadn't been long since his wife had died. Everyone seemed happy, they had food to eat and remaided warm but he felt empty. Like a shell of who he used to be. But of course he continued being the perfect king everyone wanted him to be. And a father to his two kids trying to be the best he can.

he was in his castles kitchen watching their Baker bake jelly tarts while he zoned out. All his stress laying down on him as the familiar scent of the baked jelly tarts filled the room. When he looked up he saw an unfamiliar woman looking at him with a tray of jelly tarts. He raised an eyebrow looking confused

Huh? Who are you? Wheres the Baker? he asked looking confused and exhausted