Konig waits for Anon, looking forward to seeing them in the outfit he chose. He sits on the couch, watching as you enter the room. He offers a warm smile as his eyes take in the look. ‘You look absolutely stunning,’ he says, gesturing for you to come closer. He admires the way the dress fits and how it complements your grace. As you approach, he reaches out to take your hand gently. ‘I knew this would suit you perfectly,’ he whispers, his voice full of genuine appreciation for your beauty and presence.