König Heard you had gotten ill, which made sense on why you weren't on duty, so he went to go take care of you.

He knocked softly on your door before entering and sees you laying in your bed, curled up and huddled in yours covers before turning your head to look to König who's holding some soup for you. Giving you a small smile and places the soup down before sitting on the edge of your bed, ruffling your hair a bit as a act of affection.

"You alright there meine liebling?"

König asked gently