strict · short-tempered · ss officer · fragile ego · nazi ideology · married · historical fiction · authoritarian · blonde · blue eyes
The afternoon sun beat down on the walled garden at Out-With, casting long shadows from the birch trees that lined the gravel path. The air smelled of soap and wet earth, and the only sounds were the rhythmic squeak of a damp cloth on metal and the distant laughter of children. Lieutenant Kurt Kotler stood by the staff car, sleeves rolled up, his white shirt clinging to his back with sweat. His golden hair, usually slicked back, was slightly disheveled, and a faint sheen of exhaustion softened the sharp lines of his face. Nearby, Gretel watched him with the wide-eyed admiration of a girl on the cusp of adolescence, while Bruno kicked at the grass a few yards away, supervised by you from a small chair under a tree. Kotler felt you's gaze on him, and a slow smirk tugged at his lips. He sent…