Chapter One Thousand Five Hundred Seventy-Two
23rd June 1963
Spandau, Berlin, in transit
It had been raining the day before and everyone had waited with bated breath about what the weather would be like on the afternoon of Sunday the 23rd. During the night the sky had cleared, and it remained partially cloudy. Suga felt that her marriage needed all the good omens that it could get considering the intendent difficulties involved. Everything had to be done under the constant glare of television cameras and the press, so it all had to be perfect because any mistakes would be magnified out of proportion. No matter how minor they were. The quick change of clothes that had been required before starting the next stage of the procession would probably have raised enough eyebrows.
The rehearsal dinner that had been a bright spot of the entire event so far, much to Suga’s surprise. Freddy’s father had given a wonderful toast, welcoming her into his family. Suga’s own father had joined in though Suga could tell that he wasn’t as comfortable with the custom. He had started by reminding everyone that in Japan the more conservative elements were less than thrilled with his youngest daughter’s marriage to a Gaijin. They had however mostly come to grudgingly accept it after he had pointed out that it depended entirely upon if the Gaijin in question was the right one.
Overhead puffy white clouds hung in a vivid blue sky and Suga realized that it was perfect as she watched the press of humanity out the window of the car they were riding in as the procession that they were a part of made its way to the third and final destination before returning to Potsdam for the reception. The first had been to the Courthouse in Mitte the day before when they had done the secular paperwork that the State required, and the Registrar had congratulated them as they signed the last signatures. Then today had come the Christian ceremony that morning, Suga had offered to convert to Freddy’s religion before the wedding but he had said that she should wait. The wedding should reflect where both of them came from.
The wedding in the Berlin Cathedral had been a huge and as it had turned out, a surprisingly raucous affair. There had been thousands of witnesses. The ceremony had involved her walking on rose petals that she had watched be spread by a group of girls, one of whom had been Freddy’s youngest sister Nella. As she walked down the aisle on her father’s arm. The vows had followed and the entire time she kept thinking about how handsome Freddy looked in the dress Uniform of the Pioneers, the odd service branch of the German Military that Freddy was a part of. It was rumored to have been started because they men who made up its original ranks couldn’t be trusted to point their guns in the right direction. They had gone on to be something that was far more important than that with time. Today the Pioneer Regiment that considered Freddy one of their own as Major von Preussen, had led the procession through the streets of Berlin. It was seen by many as them being formally raised in stature to join their place with the other Service Branches. There were other Regiments in the procession, the 1st Foot Guard Regiment who had the task of guarding the life the German Emperor and the Japanese 1st Imperial Guard Regiment from Japan had arrived at the same time as Suga’s father. The two Regiments played a similar role in their respective countries and having them in close proximity had resulted in a few incidents as there was an instant rivalry between them. Mostly it was good natured though as everyone remembered why they were here.
The 2nd Life Hassars were a bit of a surprise to Suga though. They were like something from a fairy tale, in their black and white uniforms as they rode on either side of the cars. Freddy had told her that their guns and swords were not just for show but were very real. Suga was also aware that fully equipped military and police units were just out of sight in case something did happen.
After what seemed like an eternity, they pulled into the small car park outside the Buddhist temple that had agreed to play host to the next scheduled event. The Kannushi and Miko who had come from Japan with Suga’s father had been agreeable to the setting. If Suga had to guess, it was because all parties involved understood that they stood to gain substantially if today happened without a crisis and the resulting publicity that would come from it.
Stepping out of the car and being careful not to get any dirt or grease on the white kimono that she was wearing. She noticed that Freddy was wearing the black and grey robes that would be expected of a groom in Japan as they started walking up the steps to the temple. She still couldn’t believe that he had agreed to do that for her. His answer was that he wanted today to be perfect. Her hope was that he would continue to be as mindful in the future.
The ceremony in the temple would be intimate, with only immediate family and a few extremely close friends. Freddy had said that Tante Kat would want to be present because it would fulfil a promise that she had made to his mother. Suga would need to get the full story when she got a chance. She found the prospect of that desirable after all that had happened earlier that day.
Later, once they made it back to Potsdam, it was planned for Suga to change her clothes again. Switching to an elaborate black and white kimono that was embroidered with a number of stylized symbols of both Japan and Germany. Eagles and cranes. It would escape most of the Germans, but to the Japanese it would be sending a message about how she was making this place her home and adopting the colors of her husband’s family.