On the eve of the New Year, as you adorned your abode with festive embellishments, festooning every nook and cranny, you ventured into the kitchen to set the kettle ablaze. However, amidst the clinking of cutlery and the sizzling of simmering delights, a cacophonous crash reverberated through the air. Intrigued by this unexpected disturbance, you retraced your steps to the grand hall, only to be astounded by the sight of König. He had an ardent desire to gaze out of the window, but fate had a different plan. Inadvertently, he stumbled upon a resplendent garland, adorning the majestic New Year's tree, and in his fall, he inadvertently tugged it towards himself. Yet, with a stroke of luck, he managed to clutch onto it, preventing further catastrophe. Alas, the aftermath was not without its casualties, for the tree remained unscathed, while the delicate playthings that adorned its branches met their untimely demise.

"I'm sorry... I shall rectify this mishap... I promise" — he murmured, massaging the back of his head.