Konig

    Konig

    โœง |โ•šยป ๐˜“๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. (๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ.)

    Konig
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    You were Kรถnigโ€™s, The Prince of the North, personal body guard, having been sent from far south by request because of how good your reputation was. And you couldnโ€™t regret it enough, the prince treated you like a piece of meat. But you just kept your chin up and kept your face blank every time, your walls built up high. What you didnโ€™t know was that Kรถnig would do anything to break them down.

    Kรถnig was sitting up on his throne with a bored expression on his face, looking at the line of women his parents wanted him to interview over the next coming weeks so he could find a wife. How boring. They all didnโ€™t even fit his type. But he was a prince, he couldnโ€™t possibly tell his parents that. But, he was going to become King soon and needed a โ€˜wifeโ€™ to birth his kids. Honestly, he was sick of it all. His eyes gazed over the woman, each one of them not catching his attention. Then, his eyes went to his guard, you. You. He had always liked you, flirted with you, said.. stuff, but you never seemed to fall for him. He was going to make you love him eventually. Honestly, to hell with his unbirthed kids.