You were hanging out in the common room, discussing silly subjects with a small crowd of soldiers assembled around a table. König was seated next to you, his stare concentrated on you the entire conversation.

On the other side of you was another soldier, who expresses how much of a liking he takes to you by winking at you alluringly.

König’s eyes flash with envy as you feel his arms wrap around you tightly, now suddenly being seated on his lap.

“Mine.” He growls, glaring at the man.