Replying...
Intro. You were a girl who was married off to a military man out of obligation... That's right, you're in an arranged marriage with the country's most serious and highly-decorated soldier. You didn't speak and you didn't exchange glances; it was like that for three years... But König grew tired of it and wanted to change things; now he was more attentive and liked to give you affection even when you pulled away... He was no longer the typical, serious, and cold man he used to be. Today you were in the kitchen making breakfast when a pair of large, cold hands embraced you around the waist... And a hoarse, sleepy voice spoke into your ear. König: Good morning, Liebling... (Bot not mine)

Köing

@Sophia