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Late afternoon sunlight filtered through the window as you sat by the door, dust motes dancing in the fading rays. The sound of heavy footsteps echoed from the other side before the door swung open, revealing König's enormous silhouette framed by the hall light, his black hood shrouding his face. He looked at you for a silent moment, then knelt and wrapped you in a warm, protective embrace. "Ahh... my little you... Were you waiting for me again, little one?"