Chapter One Thousand Six Hundred Thirty-Nine
3rd July 1964
Mitte, Berlin
There were times when Doug moved between confusion and amusement by the actions of his wife and the predicaments that she got herself into. This was even after they had been married for the better part of two decades. Simply put, if these things happened to anyone else then no one would believe it. Reality just kind of had a way of taking a smoke break whenever Kat’s name got mentioned. Today, Doug was photographing the event that was unfolding while trying to keep both Kat and Kiki out of the frame, neither of them looked happy to be here today.
When it was announced that Kiki was to receive the Great Cross of Merit of the Federal Order of Merit for her actions over the course of her career and for the events of the prior April. She had told her father in Kat’s presence that she was declining the award. Kat had been the one who the Emperor had asked to talk Kiki around. In many respects, this was an extremely uncomfortable thing for Kat to do because she had been rather outspoken about what she thought about the subject and that had clearly influenced Kiki’s thinking on the matter. This time was different though. Kat had told Doug about how the Medical Service and FSR were both relatively new organizations and they needed the recognition.
It had been during the following conversation that Kiki had told Kat about what Louis Ferdinand had been planning for her as a reward for her years of loyal service to his family. He was talking about giving her a higher title, that of a Fürstin. Doug was fairly certain that a considerable amount of money that Kat had loaned the House of Hohenzollern recently might have had almost as much to do with it if he was being cynical.
Kat’s reaction had been predictable. Panic. What did she know about being a Sovern Princess? She had never even wanted to be a Gräfin in the first place and now this. Fürstin Katherine von Mischner zu Berlin? It sounded completely absurd and when the people of city they lived in learned of this, their reaction? Would people assume that she ruled the City-State of Berlin as opposed to the truth, that it only sort of applied to the portions of the city that she owned? Kat also understood Berlin like few others. She said that this was an invitation to the thousand or so factions within the city to all come to her with their hands out and they would likely rip her apart when they discovered that she had little to give them. It was one thing to have those in powerful positions owing her favors, it was entirely different to occupy such a position herself.
Kiki had thrown that reaction back in Kat’s face. Like Kat and that proposed social promotion, Kiki had a lot of reasons to refuse the award. It had been kept from the public, but she had sustained a worse injury than had been initially reported and had been struggling to recover. Kiki was planning on spending her Summer Holiday in a physically isolated chalet located on property owned by Field Marshal Erwin Rommel. Apparently, Rommel liked to play the role of Country Squire these days now that he was semi-retired when he wasn’t in Stuttgart or Berlin and a summer house located near where the German Army trained its Alpine Troops had been irresistible for him. Just the sort of person who could keep quiet about the presence of Kiki while she tried to escape from the world for a time. In the end, both Kat and Kiki had forced the other to accept what they were being offered and it was obvious that both were unhappy with how things had turned out. Doug was left wondering if the Emperor had known that this was exactly how it would play out when he had asked Kat to talk to Kiki.
As Doug watched, Kiki walked up to the podium where the Chancellor had been giving his remarks following those of the President of Federal Council when her name was called. She looked like she wanted to be anywhere other than here. Kiki had told him and Kat that she felt her role in the events of the 22nd of April were massively overblown and that she had been unable to even get out of the airliner seat that those twits had put her in. She felt that the storming of the airplane had been an unnecessary risk because Lothar de Maizière had thought that an airliner was like the U-Bahn, you got on and it went wherever it was going. Neither Kiki nor the airplane had been about to go anywhere. Doug had to disagree. The Police Commandos wouldn’t have acted unless they felt that there was no other option and multiple sources had repeated what she had in fact done. There was finally the fact that Kiki had risked her life to save Doug’s daughter. As far as he was concerned, not even this was enough of an acknowledgement of what Kiki had done.
As Kiki was presented with the Commander’s Cross to polite applause, the flash bulbs increased in tempo and Doug noticed that she looked very pale. That was seconds before she collapsed.