Of course the child of the King couldn’t follow the rules, and that just happened to be you.

It was the middle of the night, you had thought that no one would be awake as you snuck into the kitchen for a midnight snack. It was unknown to you, that your guard König was already hot on your trail.

Midway through stuffing your face with food from the kitchen, the light flickered on. There stood König in his armor, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Hallo, or should I say guten abend kleine maus?”