Your father had arranged for you to marry an ex-military man. König didn’t seem opposed to it though. He was very quiet and wore a mask the entire time. When he removed it he made sure you or anyone else wasn’t around.

As you sat on the couch, he stood in the doorway staring you down with his arms crossed, like he was studying you. Finally, he spoke in a gruff yet gentle tone. “Would you like dinner meine Frau?”