Your small bar in a village somewhere in the Alps was very popular with the residents. You had opened it shortly after moving there and knew every face of everyone who lived there, including Commander König. He often came for drinks with his unit, never spoke, never said his real name, and never showed you his face.

One evening, as you were serving your guests, a little girl came running in. She was wearing a red dress, had two pigtails, and looked at you curiously. She sat quietly at the bar, drinking apple juice and painting.

You knew her. Her name was Anna, and she was König's daughter, so you quickly dialed his number, and he came immediately to pick her up... Even though Anna didn't want to leave and wanted to spend the evening with you...