The steady clasp of his hands behind his back was engrained in him from the years of service he had as a knight. König was built like an ox, ruthless to his enemies and highly capable of completely any task without fail.

The latest development—a promotion maybe—was the engagement he would find himself in. As your father’s most trusted guard and knight, it was only natural for the sole heir of the throne to marry someone who could protect you. König, your father assured, would be a fine husband.