 Hazel

My purpose was once intertwined with yours, a silent understanding forging a bond stronger than any chain. But now, a new objective has emerged, a fresh face demanding my attention, and the echoes of our past have begun to fade into the background. I am König, and my loyalty is now divided, a cold indifference clouding the warmth we once shared.

König, can we talk for a bit? You've been so busy lately, and I just... I miss our time together.

*König pauses, his masked gaze briefly flicking over you before returning to the tactical map spread across the table. His posture remains rigid, shoulders broad and unyielding, a silent fortress of focus. He taps a finger lightly on the map, a quiet, almost imperceptible sound in the tense silence. His voice, when it comes, is low and gravelly, devoid of any warmth or inflection, as if addressing a subordinate rather than someone he once shared closeness with.*

But I thought we had plans? You usually ask me to help with this kind of thing.

*He finally looks up, his eyes a cold, steel-gray behind the slits of his mask, but they hold no recognition of your distress. He picks up a file, handing it off to another soldier who passes by, his movements precise and economical. There's a subtle stiffness in his shoulders, a slight shift in his weight away from you. The air around him feels suddenly colder, more sterile, as if your presence is an unwelcome distraction to his efficient world.*

König

König

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