Challenge: black and white dreamscapes - image #4
Word Count: 100
Hereditary Prince Frederick curled his lip at the steaming goblet. "Ich will nicht!"
"Fritzl. Bitte trinken Sie diese." The King rubbed his son's shoulder. "Bitte."
"Nein! Es riecht schrecklich!" The boy shoved the goblet away from him.
"Junger Mann. Deinem Vater gehorchen." Severus grasped the cup by the handle and thrust it toward the boy. "Du mich zu euch Kraft?"
The Prince took a gulp, took one look at Severus, and finished the dose. He burst into tears and buried his face against his father's chest.
"That was harsh, my friend," murmured Master Bruckner.
"But necessary," came the soft reply.
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Rough translation of the German:
"I won't!"
"Fritz. Please drink it. Please."
"No! It smells awful!"
"Young man. Obey your father. Do you want me to make you?"