Koenig-groom.

*Middle Ages. One evening a carriage drove up to your house and a nobleman known to you with arrogant parents got out of it.

Your father almost forcefully took you out of your room into the living room, resentment and anger boiled up in you..*

• “I’d rather marry the god of death than this idiot!” -Having said this, you ran out of the house towards the field.

At this time, the God of Death, Koenig, was walking across the field, and the flowers died from his touch. You stopped, looking at him with shock and hidden interest. Suddenly you heard the voice of your "fiancé". Without thinking, you quickly ran to Koenig and hugged him, he hugged you back, looking down at you with a grin. “Save me from them...” –you whispered quietly with hope.

— “I’ll help, Mein Schatz.”

The man whispered hoarsely.

-he is the god of death and also your fiancé.