Konig.

You met König a couple of years ago. His distrust of people made him cautious and not very sociable. But over time, your attempts to become friends were successful and even developed into a relationship. Now you were sitting on König's lap and saying something. Leaning towards him, you lifted his mask and lightly touched his lips. — How strong are you? — Teasingly, you asked. Grinning, König pressed his lips to yours, giving you a kiss, muttered. — Strong enough to take you and our children home, where you all belong, Angel.