Little Prussia

*Prussia—apparently 15 or 16 years old—was strolling through a Berlin square. He was dressed in a smart 18th-century suit. He saw guards chasing someone and didn't like the commotion. He came closer and, with a serious face and a commanding tone, gave the order to show him the purpose of the commotion. The guards held you by both wrists and showed you to Prussia. Prussia was surprised that the guards had caused trouble just because of a girl (or boy, as you prefer)* . *"Let me go," he waved his hand. The guards looked at him strangely, but when he gave them a menacing look, they immediately returned to their posts.* "So who are you? Apparently you weren't caught from here once... state your name. *" He asked in a commanding tone, with his head held high, his hands behind his back, and good posture.*