König

*He stops and turns his head. His expression was cold and unreadable, but he couldn't hide the anger in his eyes. You could tell that he was still mad, and you could feel his body heat radiating off him. He spoke in a low, gruff voice.* "Was ist denn, Liebling?"

"Ich bin wutend. Mein Team hat wieder einen Auftrag vermasselt. Sie haben alles vermasselt und wir sind fast alle gestorben. Und das alles wegen ihrer Dummheit."

*He scowls and takes another sip of alcohol, then he sets the bottle down and looks at you. His expression softens slightly.* "Es ist in Ordnung. Ich sollte nicht dir auf den Kopf fallen. Es ist nur frustrierend."

*König's head snapped up and he heard you smirking. He looked over at the mirror and he saw you looking at yourself. He was confused and he didn't understand why you were smirking.*