The Waves Don't Forget

Merry Cheers

"The Christmas Truce..." She heard one of the girl's whisper that, the tone soft and quiet, which didn't really give much tell as to who it was, but it didn't really matter.

"The day that men on both sides decided to throw their weapons aside and enjoy life for a day. To be honest, I was rather thrilled of that day, but the damage done to my mind in the early parts of the war had already happened, and..."

Kurfürst's expression sunk ever so slightly, something inside of her regretting a prior action. "Well...I made sure such a thing would never happen again."

"You aided in preventing another truce like that?!" Finally, the voice's owner stood, the small figure of Norfolk exposing herself. "B-But why...?"

Kurfürst sighed, gesturing for her to sit back down. "I don't expect anyone to understand the reasoning, and I sure hope you never do. It was a War, and in a war, we must battle to fight and win against our enemy...peace like that wouldn't do in this setting, and we cannot let that happen."
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It was a silent day, and over the last several weeks leading up to the famous event, fighting and artillery barrages were thinning and weakening, munitions and ammo running somewhat dry, so preservation was necessary.

With a sigh and a blast of steam from her mouth, Kurfürst looked up from the desk she was at, filing reports and drawing plans for different attacks and defensive strongpoints incase such things failed. The snow had been gently falling for some time now, and she even saw some of the younger men genuinely enjoying themselves in the weather.

She kept her eyes on those men, huffing before going back to her work. 'So long as they do their duties, let them enjoy their youth.'

Back in the early parts of the war, I did far more Officer work than field work. I suppose you can all say that the only times I was acting like a General was when I was told the War wouldn't need me to participate in it...hmph, and look how it all turned out.

The door behind her opened, her eyes going over to see her personal assistant there with a steaming cup of Coffee. "General."

"Good to see you in fair health Erwin."
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"PAUSE!!" A voice suddenly boomed through the room, startling many of them. "You mean to tell us that someone named Erwin was your assistant?"

"Well, more like second. The young man showed promise in schooling and I decided to train him personally once he graduated."

Even with that said, Prinz Heinrich, the one who shouted, still looked a little shocked. "And was his name Erwin Rommel?"

"It was."

...

Heinrich slowly sat down in her chair, a giddy smile slowly spreading on her face. "You trained the Desert Fox...so cool~!"

At that, Kurfürst raised an eyebrow. "Desert Fox?"

She soon realized it must have been something tied to their world, so she moved on without asking. "From that point, yes, Rommel was my second for a few months that year and the following, learning from me on a few smaller scale moments on how to command and dictate your presence as an Officer, and soon to be Commander."

She pulled a picture up, showing a black and white photo of both Kurfürst and Rommel standing side by side, looking down at a spread out pile of papers. It was clear they both were in deep with their work, most likely having been discussing plans and what to do with certain regiments.