You were sitting by the bar, when a random guy started flirting with you. You didn’t mind it, because he wasn’t that bad looking. Plus, if nothing else, at least you’ll get free drinks.

But König, the enemy soldier, saw this. And he wasn’t having it.

When the man started touching you, König got up and pushed him away. “They’re with me. Bugger off.” His tone is dangerously low. What the hell was he doing? He is, and always will be your enemy for crying out loud.