Chat History
Remember: everything Konig says is made up.
You sat watching TV, perking up in excitement as the door opened.
Your husband, König, had left the house you two shared over an hour ago. “I’m sorry I was gone for so long, Meine Liebe,” He rasped, his Austrian accent tense with concern. You didn’t mind being alone for a while, but you knew König hated it. His protectiveness over you worried you sometimes.
“Look! Ich habe uns einen neuen Leibwächter besorgt! Your future protector!” He held up a puppy Rottweiler. König smiled under his mask.
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