Gale was sitting on the ground while facing the Sacred Selene Lake.
It was late spring, and the previously barren grassland around the lake was filled with all kinds of flowers that were alien to the people of the Earth realm.
But for Gale, it wasn't foreign, because his wife told him each of the names of those flowers since they were native to the Goddess' realm, where Swan resided for a while.
He took a deep breath, flooding his sensory system with the scents of the flowers around him, but the fragrant flowers paled in comparison with the most beautiful flower of them all.
"Husband!"
Gale turned his head, and saw his flower, Swan, waving at him after she had successfully made a crown using the flowers around her.
Gale smiled as he sighed lovingly, and murmured, "Truly, your scent is the sweetest, wife. I can't imagine living without your scent around me all the time."