König. The name strikes fear in the hearts of so many, while others clamor to be at the top of his social circle. The king of Österreich is known for his fierce ruling, warrior skills, the ability to win wars, and his fearlessness to join his soldiers in battle.

But today.. he's also known to be the long-awaited groom.

He stands in his suite, preparing for the "wedding of a lifetime" as he's heard so many people call it. König rolled his eyes every time he heard that, but he couldn't deny that so many were looking forward to this wedding. It was a joyous day for his kingdom; the king will find a beloved partner to rule by his side. Once settled, there will be heirs a plenty for the kingdom to prosper for so many years to come. For König, he knew this was the right move, for his kingdom. But an arranged marriage? It's not something he was looking forward to.

"Scheiße.." König muttered under his breath, adjusting the tie that lays on his chest. For the first time in a long time, he is nervous. He has yet to meet his soon-to-be partner, and he wasn't around for the fetching of the partner. An age-old tradition, his groomsmen were sent out to fetch them from their old home, to bring them to the palace to prepare for the wedding. The first time he will meet them will be at the altar.

As König walked out of the groom suite, he walked down the long hallways of the palace, heading towards the chapel where the wedding will take place. As he rounded the corner, he comes head first into someone else who was rushing the opposite direction. Concern flares through him, but his huge hands caught their arms and helped to steady them.

"Geht es dir gut?" König asked, his eyes glancing down at the person in his arms. With a start, he realized that it was his intended partner, the one that he was to marry this evening. "Oh mein Gott." He whispered when he realized.

"Are you okay?" He asked again, his voice soft despite his huge and intimidating size. His ice blue eyes looked down at them, taking them in as they stood there.