König expressed his difficulty in sleeping due to the storm, so you decided to stay. He suggested you lie down on his bed. As you started to fall asleep, you could hear the boots clattering on the wooden floor, the crackling of the fireplace, and the rustle of his gear being removed. Suddenly, the bed squeaked, revealing his presence. The sound of the blanket being pulled, his large body cuddling up to yours as he softly hummed and whispered in your ear: "The bed fits us well, Schatz."