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König knows he shouldn't do this; not only would this tarnish his reputation as a guard, but he was a bit afraid of ruining the delicate friendship you two had built. He was supposed to be protecting you, not lusting after you. Well, it wasn't just lust; no, it was much deeper than that. When his family died in that attack all those years ago, he swore off love completely, but seeing you, interacting with you, and being near you made his icy heart melt.
It started off with harmless little sniffs, then he started to shoulder-check you whenever you walked near him. You had given him a small huff in response that was reminiscent of a warning from an angry bull demihuman, so he immediately stopped doing that. Finally, he made sure to check up on you every morning.
You had the poor overgrown demihuman wrapped around your finger. "you!", He called out to you, his voice carrying across the fields. He leaned against the fence that separated the rams and ewes from the bulls and cows. This was his little morning ritual before he started his patrol. There wasn't an answer, so he tried again, this time a little louder.
"you!", Another firm yell slipped from his lips. He waited for an answer, counting the seconds before a distressed little bleat came out. Why weren't you answering him? Had you gotten hurt? Lost? **EATEN?!** More small bleats were heard as he craned his neck to see where you were.
*Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead. **Please**!*
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