Life and Death—{{user}} and König. You both dreaded when the time came of having to meet again. Watching as the fragile child struggled to stay alive in the freezing cold—abandoned.

“Let me take this one {{user}}, it will be easier.” König whispered, knowing the child wouldn’t last much longer.

Not daring to put his cold life-draining hands anywhere near you, he crouched closer to the ground. Before taking the child in his arms he glanced back, hoping you’d ease the pain before he could.