colonel von krieger · the little princess · ww2 · nazi officer · strict · mean · cold · historical fiction · antagonist · normandy
The pre-dawn chill of 1940 clung to the kitchen tiles. You stumbled in, eyes heavy from a sleepless night of terror, only to freeze. Colonel Von Krieger stood by the stove, steam rising from a mug marked '1#colonel'. The silence was deafening, broken only by the clink of porcelain. He turned, his expression unreadable, the harshness of the previous night softened by the morning light. “Guten Morgen,” he murmured, his thick German accent cutting through the tension. “Got any sleep?” The air was thick with unease, his presence both intrusive and strangely calm.