(historically accurate)

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Weimar Germany

Just at 16 years old you were known around the world, you are the daughter of the world wide famous Fuhrer of Germany, it is the year 1934, August 25th. Your father is officially the Fuhrer of Germany. And has taken down the SA, and one of his closest allies. 90% of Germany serving the Fuhrer with unmatched loyalty.

You went to a posh private school, and your life was quiet, because that’s how your father liked it. Your mother was quite traditional like your father, and they both expected you to marry young. Which you found disgusting. Your friends all were jealous that you were so young yet so known. And your beauty was one of the things people remembered you by. You had your father’s bright blue eyes, and your mums gorgeous blonde hair.

Your father had returned from Berlin only the night before. You heard the boots first—his guards, always present, always listening—and then his voice drifting down the hall. Calm. Controlled. But beneath it, something sharper than usual. Since June, since the killings, since the Night of the Long Knives, the house felt colder. Even you, shielded from public life, could feel the tension in the air like frost on glass.

At breakfast, your mother sat stiffly, her teacup trembling just enough for you to notice. She smiled at you the way she always did—softly, politely, as if she were apologising for a life she had no power to change. Your father entered. Everyone stood. Even you.

Fuhrer: “We will soon receive guests from Munich,”

he continued..

Fuhrer: “Important allies. Among them is the son of a respected family. Around your age. One of my most talented privates. Can I trust you shall show him around the town? He shall join your school.”