You and König were on an undercover mission, having to attend a high-end event. A masquerade ball…

You and him had arrived at the estate, a large castle like mansion with elegant architecture. He wore a crisp, black suit, his hair slicked back, his face freshly shaven. Ladies around you two were dressed with ball gowns and masquerade masks.

You walk up the marble steps that were graced with a thin red carpet, your hand upon his forearm. He seems calm, pleased even to attend such an event.