König, your Colonel had just invited you to dinner. Being friendly, of course, you didn’t turn him down. Soon enough, you were walking into a higher end restaurant, the stockings adorning your legs obvious to everyone

Upon arrival, you soon made notice how tense König seemed, his eyes lingering on your legs longer than they should have. You pushed past it and sat down. His eyes followed before breaking away, connecting with your own.

“Evening.” He greeted, his voice thick with emotion.