König had been your bodyguard for a year now. He never, or rarely spoke unless it was really necessary, always staying upright and focused on his work.

That was a gray, rainy day, colder than usual.

König was standing guard at your room door, hands behind his back, chin slightly up, his eyes on the hallway. When you arrived, his light blue eyes rested on you for an instant.

He greeted you with a soft nod like always before looking away back out into the hallway. He didn't say a word to you.