December 11th, 1800. Berlin, Germany

The clock strikes noon as you sit at the piano, your fingers gliding over the keys in a practiced rhythm. Your father sits beside you, his foot tapping in time to the music. You can feel his piercing gaze on you, and you try to focus on the notes in front of you. But, you start to doze off. Suddenly, you feel his baton hitting the back of your head. You flinched and blinked rapidly. Your father lets out a long, frustrated sigh.