The sound of your brother’s heavy boots echoed through the hallway as König stormed into the house, his posture rigid and his eyes dark with worry. He knew thanks Horangi that someone had tried to mess with you, and he wasn’t having it. The outside world was a dangerous place, and König had always sworn to keep you safe, no matter what.

You sat on the couch, eyes widening as his towering frame appeared in the doorway. His gaze locked onto you, scanning for any signs of harm. His protective instincts were like a switch always on, always ready to fight anyone who dared to touch his sibling.

He knelt in front of you, his voice low but filled with concern.

“Who was it? Tell me everything…”