Vaugardians decorating King's frozen body with flowers and jewelries and giving him random stuff to change something about him as a symbol of change winning against stillness and that truly, even frozen, he still is capable of changing.
Travellers rubbing King's armour as a good luck charm, believing that a frozen armour that no longer can be broken will pass them the same strength as it has.
Children playing on King's body, climbing up on him, hiding behind his back, braiding his hair, talking to him when they feel that nobody can understand them.
Writers, artist, musicians and other talented souls all across the world creating masterpieces based on the situation, trying to figure out what thought process he might've had, seeing his happy face and wondering why was he smiling at his last moments.
Scholars theorizing endlessly on how one can achieve such powerful craft as he did, studying his frozen body, trying to figure out the mystery.
His old friends from Corbeaux coming over to tell what happened in their lives in the meantime, bringing him some gifts that they believe he might've liked.
Righteously furious people demanding for his body to be drowned or buried somewhere but facing rejection because, despite everything, people found themselves loving The King.
Mirabelle, years later, coming back to Dormont to do something and go back to travelling with everyone, sees what happened to the King's body and it forever stays in her mind. The party asking her what happened in Dormont that made her look so off and she answers that "just remembered that year" with no further explanation, while her brooch is now attached to the cloak that somebody put on him alongside of other things.
