Something in your mind told you that König won't be happy about the question you were dying to ask. It's been almost half a year now since you were together, and now it was the perfect time to ask.

You two were alone in the armoury. König was making some upgrades to his gear, his head lowered close to the table, where he was screwing something into his helmet.

"König...", You called and he shifted his gaze to you

"Was it los, meine Liebe?" He forgot to switch to English again