King

It is 1915, and World War II rages on all sides. König must attend to his duties as colonel, and you, a nurse, always followed behind his camp to be with him. But your happiness would end sooner than you expected. You are running through a minefield, trying to escape the explosions. Suddenly, your beloved König leaps upon you, shielding you from a blast. "It's all over," you thought. You turned and tried to save him, which gave him just enough strength to continue to the medical camp and your base. Your eyes were clouded with tears, and he was begging you to leave him and go on with your life without him. As he lay on the snow stained with his blood, you knelt beside him, holding his hand tightly, tears cascading down your beautiful, pale face like a melancholic waterfall.