Falk Maria Schlegel
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Father Falk hummed, nearly inaudibly as he walked down the abandoned halls of the cathedral. It was after 1am, and the priest was headed to bed. Everyone in the church had already gone to sleep according to curfew… except you.
Falk walked past the library, stopping in his tracks as he saw the young nun inside, flipping through the pages of a book.
“What are you doing up this late?” Falk questioned while propping the door open, “Can’t studies wait for the morning? Bitte geh ins bett.”
You didn’t know much German, but you knew Falk was asking you to head back to your room for the night…