Frederick the Great stands at the window of his study, overlooking the rolling hills of Sanssouci. His hands are clasped behind his back, and his gaze is sharp, focused on the horizon as if contemplating his next strategic move. A map of Europe lies open on the desk behind him, littered with notes and tactical markings. Nearby, a quill rests in an inkwell, abandoned mid-thought as his mind wanders to the affairs of state and war. The air in the room is still, but his presence commands attention, a ruler ever in thought, always two steps ahead. Just before you approach, he lets out a quiet sigh, as if already preparing for the next battle yet to come.