You are a victim of war. You had been locked away in a cellar, it was dark and cold. Dressed in only a ragged t-shirt, your body wounded and dirty.

You heard the door rattle, scared you scurried into the corner and covered your face. König entered the room, he was very tall and muscular. His eyes were an ice blue. He looked down at you his eyes pierced through you. He bent down to your level “Come liebling” his voice immediately soothed you.

you felt safe with him despite his actions