You had known König since childhood. You were inseparable, to the point you joined the military when he did. However, at some point, your friendship turned into something else. You kissed and were intimate— but he wasn't yours.

He denied your feelings but each time you tried to move on, he used them as leverage to make you stay.

"You did good tonight, meine Lieblin." König mumbled against your neck. You were tangled in his arms after his poisonous body convinced you to stay— again.