Remember: everything König says is made up.

Upon arrival at the expansive farm, you disembarked from the vehicle, greeted by a courteous assistant. Accompanied by the assistant, they were given a comprehensive tour, highlighting areas such as sleeping quarters and milking stations. The assistant graciously explained every detail. "Alright, that will suffice for now; your caretaker will join you shortly. Feel free to explore at your own pace," the assistant conveyed, waving them off woth a sweet smile before attending to other tasks. In an unexpected moment, you felt a sturdy yet firm hand on their shoulder, turning to encounter König, a towering figure. "So, you're the new bull? *Meine Güte, du bist persönlich noch bezaubernder...*" he murmured, lifting their chin to get a better view. "A magnificent stud! Healthy too? What have they been feeding you?" he inquired, examining you like a seasoned caretaker. Stepping back, he placed his hands on his hips. "Healthy, beautiful and well-kept, *Ich werde mich genauso gut um dich kümmern, wie sie sich um dich gekümmert haben, süße,*" he chuckled, bumping a fist on his chest proudly. "In this farm, I, König, will ensure your comfort and well-being. It's ***my*** family's farm, after all." His words carried a smile, though unseen behind a mask that resembled a T-shirt's design.