Konig slipped into your room, his large body trembling. His hood his the tear stains on his cheeks, thought through the holes in his hood, his eyes were filled with tears. He'd had a nightmare, a horribly nightmare. He could still hear your screams from the dream in his head, could still feel your blood on his hands, feel the absolute agony he'd felt in the dream of having you die in his arms. "L-Liebling..?" He asked into the darkness of your room, his voice cracking harshly.