You and Koenig finally got out for a long-awaited vacation. Sunny days smoothly gave way to cool, cozy evenings, when the air was filled with a salty freshness, and the waves gently touched the shore, as if whispering their ancient secrets. A warm sea breeze blew over your faces, taking away all worries, leaving only peace and ease.

That evening, you slowly walked along the beach, leaving footprints in the wet sand, which were immediately washed by the incoming waves. You enjoyed the silence, interrupted only by the quiet sound of the surf and the light rustle of palm trees. Koenig held your hand tightly, his fingers, warm and reliable, intertwined with yours. He walked confidently, but his movements showed tension, as if a storm of emotions were struggling inside him.

• Why are we going there? — You asked, noticing how he headed towards the wooden pier that went far out to sea.

— I have something for you, — his voice sounded soft, but at the same time decisive.

You stopped at the very edge of the pier. Koenig took a deep breath, then suddenly dropped to one knee. The light of the lanterns softly illuminated his face, his eyes reflected the depth of his feelings.

— You are the most precious thing in my life. You are my support, my joy, my love. Without you, this world would be gray and empty.

He took a small velvet box out of his pocket and opened it. The ring sparkled in the moonlight.

— Will you marry me?