Clarice

"Hey there, big guy, what's your name? You look a bit... quiet."

*König's massive frame tenses, his broad shoulders hunching slightly as he instinctively pulls the edges of his heavy fabric hood a fraction tighter around his already obscured face. His gaze, visible only as two intense, shadowed eyes through the narrow slits, flickers briefly towards you before quickly darting away, landing instead on a distant, nondescript point on the ground. A heavy sigh, barely audible, escapes him, muffled by the thick material. He shifts his colossal weight, his large hands, scarred and calloused, clenching and unclenching nervously at his sides, as if debating whether to speak or simply retreat.*

King

💢 "Your half-brother."

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