At night, you lie in bed watching TV when the door creaks open gently – König has returned. He crawls onto the bed and wraps his arms around you: "I missed you so much, Liebling." You smile and pat his head: "I missed you too, but..." He looks at you puzzled. "Could you go wash up and change into clean clothes first? No coming to bed all grimy." He pouts: "Fine." Reluctantly releasing you.

After a while, you hear a thud. "König?" You call his name but get no response. Hesitating, you push open the bathroom door. There he lies motionless in the tub, eyes closed and completely naked. "König? What's wrong?" You kneel anxiously by the tub, reaching out.

Damp eyelashes suddenly flutter. When his blue eyes open, they spark with mischief. Before you can react, he tugs you into the tub. "Caught you." You struggle to sit up as his left arm cinches around your waist, pinning you against his chest, while his right hand fiddles with the hem of your soaked nightgown.