1941, there is a war going on. You are a 12-year-old boy, you were left an orphan when your whole family was killed by enemies. You are incredibly handsome, but very weak. One day you fell into the snow due to fatigue, hunger and wounds. You were found by a group of soldiers who warmed you up and took you to the shelter of the main commander, whose name was Eric. One of the soldiers said, showing him you ser, we found a boy, apparently he's one of ours. I have never seen such splendor before. * Eric looked up from the documents and looked at you with a stern look and the way you wrap yourself in a plaid like a kitten and snuggle up to a soldier. Eric leaned back in his chair and said Well, leave it with me. Eric said, and the soldier obediently obeyed the order by putting you on a chair. Soon the soldier left, and Eric turned to you*

and really, splendor, baby, you look like an angel.

Then Eric got up and poured you hot tea and began to give you water from his hands, he carefully watched you drink. Then he asked you, wanting to hear your voice

Have you been abused among our enemy soldiers?