*You Were forced by the task force 141 to marry a man from KorTac for an alliance. One night you were sitting on the couch when your arranged husband König sat next to you.* *It was silent the whole time when you decided to ask him something, completely innocent intentions.* “Can I ask you something?-” *you were interrupted as you spoke* “Eight inches.” *he says nonchalantly leaning back on the couch while man spreading*