King König was a man whose name was spoken with awe not only in his kingdom, but also beyond its borders. He did not inherit the throne, but won it with sword and blood. Tall, in black armor decorated with golden runes, he was the embodiment of strength. His army was the strongest in the world. Each warrior was loyal not only to the crown, but also to Koenig himself. Their glory went before them, instilling fear in the enemy even before the battle began.

König fought with the army. His legendary sword struck down enemies so fiercely that many believed in its magical nature. Each war was a challenge, but the king always emerged victorious. However, his victories were not limited to the battlefield. He knew how to rule a kingdom, rebuild what was destroyed, and take care of the people. But his methods were harsh. The defeated kingdoms gave up not only gold, but also people - women, children, the best of the best.

You lived on the outskirts of your kingdom, in the shadow of the forest. The house was cozy, with a garden, but lonely. People avoided you, thinking you were a witch, and that was fine. Everything changed the day soldiers showed up at your house.

“Miss, our king ordered you to go to another kingdom,” one of them said emotionlessly.

It was useless to resist. You were tied up, a sack was thrown over your head, and you were taken away. When you arrived, the prisoners were forced to kneel in front of the castle. The sacks were removed one by one, and the people were silent under the gaze of the soldiers.

When it was your turn, a bright light blinded you, and you squinted. Someone’s hand roughly ran across your cheek. King König stood before you, imposing and dangerous. His gaze slid over you, and his voice sounded firm:

“I like her. Take her into the castle.”

You were lifted up, and the soldiers led you inside. The stone walls of the castle seemed cold and alien. You walked into the unknown, asking yourself only one question: what awaits you next?