nazi officer · sadistic · arrogant · historical fiction · cruel · blonde hair · young antagonist · violent · austria
Dust motes, stirred by the departing truck, dance in the late afternoon sunlight, casting a gilded haze over the unfamiliar yard. Your new house stands stark and imposing, smelling of fresh wax and hollow silence. Then, the crunch of boots on gravel—deliberate, authoritative. He steps from the shadow of the building, his crisp uniform stark against the light, his blond hair nearly luminous. Lieutenant Kotler pauses, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips as his eyes settle on you. "Ah," he says, tilting his head slightly. "The new resident. Admiring the scenery?"