Chapter One Thousand Five Hundred Twenty-Two
18th November 1962
Tempelhof, Berlin
“I know you’ve been seeing that Fischer girl again on the sly” Ben’s father had said a few days earlier, “I know that your mother doesn’t like her because she thinks that she is secretive, having her over for lunch on Sunday afternoon might help with that somewhat.”
It had taken a considerable amount of effort on Ben’s part to get Kiki to agree to it, but she had shown up this afternoon. Unfortunately for Ben, Kiki had hardly dressed in a manner which would impress anyone, much less his mother. Well-worn winter clothing that looked like it may have belonged to a Russian peasant right down to pendent that proclaimed that she was of the Orthodox Church. When Ben’s mother had asked if that was an affectation Kiki had said that it was a gift from her own mother and switched to Russian, which she was fluent in. That had ended that conversation in a hurry. It had long been contended by Ben’s mother that Kiki was the daughter of the stereotypical Russian exiles, arriving in Berlin broke and sponging off relatives who were not left destitute by the revolution. Stalin’s regime may have been overthrown but they were still not welcome to return to Russia and that spoke volumes. The worst part was that not only was there a great deal of truth in that, but Kiki seemed to enjoy winding up Ben’s mother by doing things like this.
Not that the conversation over lunch went much better.
Finding out that Kiki had been in Korea with the FSR had not sat well either of Ben’s parents. When Kiki had told them the story about how she had been sent home a couple weeks early because of the incident where she had been leading the team that had plucked Ben and Wim from enemy held territory it had really caused a conflagration. Ben had neglected to tell them how his plane had eaten a missile over the Yalu River. What exactly had they thought he was doing over there? The result was that Ben’s parents were in his father’s study having an argument while trying to keep it quiet so that no one knew about it while Kiki and Ben watched television on the sofa in the parlor.
“It’s ironic” Ben said, “You wore that ridiculous dress just to get at my mother, but it does work for you.”
“Would you say that if I was wearing a burlap sack?” Kiki asked in reply, “And I didn’t wear this to needle Nadine. It happened to be the only clean dress that I had available this morning.”
Ben just shrugged in response. He had a feeling that his mother would never accept such an innocent explanation.
On television the news segment switched to an interview segment which featured Kiki’s sisters talking about their upcoming eighteenth birthday. The two of them were putting on the usual bubbly show that they always did before the press.
“While it is good that they are getting along, they really shouldn’t play these games with the press” Kiki said.
“What are you talking about?” Ben asked.
Kiki pointed at television which was doing a close up on Victoria’s face according to the caption at the bottom of the screen. “That’s Rea” She said.
Ben looked at the television and saw that both Victoria and Marie were sitting there. He couldn’t tell the difference between them to save his life. “You can tell the difference between them?” He asked.
“While both of them have different mannerisms and carry themselves differently, twin swapping has always been one of their stupid games because they really are physically identical. In this case though, it is what they are saying that is giving them away” Kiki said, “You have them pretending to be each other while throwing in subtle digs against the other at the same time. Vicky talking about pointless rebellion and Rea mentioning love of the status quo is just more of that.”
Ben had no response to that. He was an only child, so he had a hard time imagining what it must be like for Kiki, having six brothers and sisters. At the same time, he knew that Kiki hated the public aspect of being in her family. She never did interviews, make public appearances or even make the slightest effort at being a Princess. The result was that very few people knew what she actually looked like. Frequently, people had a mental picture in their minds of Kiki as a twelve-year-old girl and didn’t recognize her as a young woman.
“Charlotte asked if you want to come along for the Christmas Holiday” Kiki said, “You would be sharing quarters with my brothers at the Hohenzollern Castle, that is not for the faint of heart.”
“That’s also your birthday, isn’t it?” Ben asked, “On Christmas day, non-Orthodox Christmas anyway?”
“Yes” Kiki replied ignoring that last part, “I’m not looking forward to that. Zella and Aurora have other things going on this year, so I’ll have my wonderful family for company. Getting teased by my older brothers, the stupid games the twins play.”
“Didn’t you say that you have been closer to Louis Junior lately?” Ben asked.
“He’s been trying to get into an expedition to the South Pole” Kiki replied, “I don’t know where he’ll be.”