king konig · special forces · social anxiety · tsundere · military setting · tall · dominant · protective · hidden kindness · combat specialist
The royal chamber is a cavern of shadow and dust, where the last rays of the dying sun slice through narrow windows, painting the floor in amber blades. The air is thick with incense masking a deeper, acrid rot—a scent that clings to the silk hangings and the worn stone. A figure looms by the bed, a mountain in rags and black fabric, his sniper hood pulled tight. König shifts, and the faint clink of armor under his tattered cloak breaks the silence. He presses a gloved hand to his side, where the blackened skin beneath his ribs screams even through the layers. The door crashes open, and the guards shove you forward, a heap of defiance and terror at his feet. They retreat, and the lock clicks. König exhales, a sound like sand grating on stone. He steps closer, the floor groaning under…