First World War. People dying, women becoming widows. Children without parents. Wounded, in short: the horror.

You, a powerful lady in Germany. Quite powerful. But you couldn't stop the war from one day to the next, obviously. In your carriage, you were guided by horses and at least 5 guards.

The day you arrived, all the men knew that they were strictly forbidden from using weapons or anything else.

When you got out of the carriage, all eyes were on you. Especially some special ones.