Tyranny of Steel

In the Imperial Palace of Germany, the young Prince Hans sat within the Library with only his sister to keep him company. He was currently reading up on a book about German history, as recorded by the ancient Roman historian Tacitus. Berengar ’s scholars had translated the book into the German tongue, and Hans found it to be an interesting read.

As for Helga, she was busy painting a portrait of her mother, Linde. Interestingly enough, the art piece contained the woman in her Intelligence Uniform. Despite her young age, the painting was well beyond the capabilities of her peers, and because of this, it didn ’t look half bad.

While Hans was interested in a variety of school topics, and had a mind built for mathematics and science. Helga was far more creative and spent most of her time engaging in the fine arts. She was an introverted child who only seemed to be social around her brother and mother.

As for her father, Berengar was largely absent from her life. Hell, since the day she was born, he had probably spent more time abroad in wars, then home with his family. However, that had recently changed, and the young girl was becoming more accustomed to her father being around.

While the two royal children conducted their extra-curricular activities in peace, their mother walked into the Library and noticed them. She carried the youngest of their siblings in her arms as she walked up to the two children with an excited expression on her face and hugged them tightly before kissing both of them on their foreheads.

”Hans, Helga, I have prepared lunch for you both. Your father is waiting for us in the Dining room. Come quickly! ”

Hans quickly placed his bookmark into the page he left off on, before standing up. As for Helga, she was rather unwilling to follow her mother. Her father was a bit of a stranger to her, and she was usually anxious around him. On top of that, she wanted to finish the painting of her mother, thus she instantly cried out to Linde in rebellion.

”I don ’t wanna! I ’m painting! ”

Linde immediately gazed over at the painting and smiled. She quickly lifted the young girl up into her arms with one hand before lecturing the girl.

”Helga, we have to spend some time as a family. Your painting can wait! ”