<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/iYMzy1y.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong>     </td><td>Konstantin König (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14750128#msg14750128)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>YEAR:</strong>     </td><td>Seven</td></tr><tr><td><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong>     </td><td>Pureblood</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WAND:</strong>     </td><td>13” | Ebony | Dragon Heartstring | Inflexible (https://i.imgur.com/GfBY56D.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WEARING:</strong>     </td><td>As Pictured</td></tr><tr><td><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong>     </td><td>Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night</td></tr><tr><td><strong>LOCATION:</strong>     </td><td>Penthouse Bar -- Hall</td></tr><tr><td><strong>CONTENT:</strong>     </td><td>Shark Infested Waters</td></tr><tr><td><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>     </td><td>R. Strauss: Salome, Scene 1: Wie schön ist die Prinzessin Salome heute Nacht! (https://youtu.be/XUloXynziZw)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>TAGGING:</strong>     </td><td>Dyani | Aaren | <strong>Open</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>WARNING:</strong>     </td><td><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Trigger and Content Warnings</div><div class="spoiler_body">Konstantin is awful. His mentality is unacceptable no matter the era, and he does not in any way reflect my person views.</div></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>There was no nourishment richer or more palatable to a cold-blooded predator like Konstantin than<em>fear.</em>He could smell it like blood in the water. He licked his lips now that his prey was in view and took in the sight of her in all her splendor. Dyani was, undoubtedly, perfect. Judging by the shiver that crept down her spine, her body remembered him and all of the sinful delights he offered to her and<em>only</em>her. He could still remember the way her sage green eyes dilated at the sight of him, a sign of both love and fear.<br/><br/>Dyani Steele liked dangerous men, which was what made her current choice of escort so befuddling. Aaren Sandstrom was a lower class of citizen but also had the personality of a damp rag. Konstantin could understand certain perversions and temptations, he himself was not immune to them, but he was more resolute in his convictions. To see her with such a lesser man made him want to prove to her over and over that if she wanted to be humiliated, she would find no one more suited to the task than he.<br/><br/>When Aaren stood up and glowered, demonstrating a laughable attempt at machismo, Konstantin dismissively raised an eyebrow at his posturing. It was like a frog parading in front a viper. Konstantin wouldn’t need to lift so much as a finger to maintain his boundaries if Aaren tried anything, but he sincerely doubted it would come to that. His opponent had no stamina for war. He was weak.<br/><br/>The boy was also clearly feeling protective over Dyani which meant that he felt threatened by Konstantin.<br/><br/>Excellent.<br/><br/><em>“Look at that, you’ve just said it.”</em><br/><br/>Konstantin laughed the way a father might when his child says something stupid. Stooping to Aaren’s petty theatrics was beneath him, but making a mockery of them was not, and it was indeed hilarious to see the attempt. Konstantin didn’t need muscles to engage in warfare. The truth would sting far more than any hex.<br/><br/><strong>“Ah, such wit.”</strong>He shook his head, his smile still stretching across his smug face.<strong>“But I apologize for misunderstanding the situation. I was under the apparent misconception that you already had a girlfriend after the way you so passionately ran after Nadia at the Welcome Feast.”</strong>He held his hands up as if Aaren was pointing his wand at him.<br/><br/>The king moved one space at a time. Battles would be lost but Konstantin would win the war. He was buried in Dyani’s psyche like a popcorn kernel, and no matter what filth she lay with, he would remain there and she would worry at it until her curiosity finally compelled her back into his arms.<br/><br/>Konstantin winked at Dyani as she twiddled her slender fingers at him and allowed the mudblood to lure her away.<acronym title="Hello and goodbye, old friend. I’ll see you later."><strong>“Hallo und auf Wiedersehen, alter Freund. Bis später.”</strong></acronym>