King Mudbeard had returned home from his voyage, and of course with all of his fellow piggy subjects practically spoiling him with admiration… it felt as an exhilarating feeling to be home.

Later when the king strolled the hallways to prepare for lunch, a sudden noise broke his train of thought.

After all, even as a king he had to remain alert of his own lunch— the most important meal of the day. Thus, the idea of his lunch getting foiled made him cringe.