Chapter One Thousand Thirteen
24th May 1953
Potsdam
In all the years that Kat had known Kira she had never known the Empress to swear but as she discovered today, there really was an exception to everything.
“I’m sorry Katherine” Kira said when she finished, “But men are the stupidest creatures in all of creation sometimes.”
While Kat wasn’t inclined to disagree, she was still surprised by that outburst. “I take it you do not approve of the actions of the Greek Government?” She asked, at a loss for what else to say.
“That is an understatement” Kira replied.
The Government of Greece had opened a week-long event in Constantinople observing the 500th Anniversary of the fall of Constantinople to the Ottomans complete with street festivals and fireworks. Adding to the insanity was that hundreds of thousands of people had gone to the city in a pilgrimage from across Eastern Europe and Russia that was sanctioned by the Orthodox Church. It was only because the Turks were at war with Kurdistan that was preventing them from starting a new war with the Greeks. At the same time, there were also the ongoing messes in Palestine and Arabia. Kat had realized a long time ago that these were problems that would still be problems a century from now.
“Do you intend to do anything about it?” Kat asked.
“I’ll have a word with the Patriarch, but it’s not like I’ve a great deal of authority with that stubborn old goat” Kira replied, “Next story, please.”
“The last surviving Imperial Eunuch was poisoned in Beijing” Kat read aloud, “Field Marshal Chiang Kai-shek promises a full investigation.”
“Lead poisoning no doubt” Kira said, “With the Field Marshal holding the gun.”
“It doesn’t say what sort of poison it was” Kat replied, only to have Kira give her a look.
Kat was saved when a message was passed to her by one of the footmen. She didn’t say anything aloud, but there would be a minor annoyance to deal with when she got home. Some pests needed to be reminded about her boundaries.
“Is there something going on Katherine?” Kira asked.
“No, everything is fine” Kat replied as she made a mental list of a few items she was going to need to pick up from the armory on her way home.
“That’s good” Kira said, “Do you want to be around today for the rest of this conversation?”
Kat saw Antonia was here waiting to discuss the day’s politics and society. Kat knew that Kira was angling to one day have her be Antonia’s replacement. That was all she needed, to be the Chief Lady in Waiting in the Imperial Court. Her hope was that Antonia would outlive them all.
Berlin
Nancy was opening her mail when she found the birthday card from her mother. Her twenty-seventh birthday had come and gone, Nancy had hardly noticed. She had spent an hour and a half on a train going to Wolfsburg and then after working all day taking the train back. She had considered finding a place in the Wolfsburg, but she had realized that if she did that, it would be an admission of something. She just wasn’t sure about what yet. She continued to compile reports for VW, identifying those who could be persuaded and sending those on to the creative team to tailor advertisements for them.
On Sundays, Nancy was at loose ends, so she tried to catch up with all the things and that involved catching up with her mail. Then she found the birthday card. Bright, cheerful and completely damning. If Nancy hadn’t started drinking to inure herself to the difficulty of her life in Washington D.C. she wouldn’t have given Finley an excuse to shaft her. When she had opened her mail a week earlier she had received a letter from the U.S. State Department letting her know that while she had been cleared of the allegations against her, Nancy’s services were no longer needed by her country. It was all she could do not to start screaming. Now this, the birthday card.
“Why didn’t you tell us it was your birthday?” Petia asked when she saw it. “The girls would have loved to throw you a party.”
“That’s not what I needed” Nancy said as Petia sat down across the table from her.
“What did you need? To be alone and miserable?” Petia asked, “That has never worked for any of the women in this house. Did you think that you would be the exception?”
“What should I do instead?” Nancy asked.
Petia just shrugged. “You need to find what works for you before you get an ulcer like Katya, get panic attacks like Liza, or be trying to kill yourself like Lena” She said.
“Why do you do that?” Nancy asked.
“Do what?”
“Change everyone’s name when you talk about them?”
Petia smiled, “If you are going to be in my family then you should have proper names” She replied.
“Meaning Russian?” Nancy asked.
“It seemed like the least I could do” Petia said, “And your welcome, Anna.”
Petia was chuckling about that as she got back up and started working on something. Eha walked in with the twins and said something. Petia said something in rapid fire Russian to her in reply. Eha replied and Petia frowned. Nancy waited, wondering what was going on.
Then once Eha was gone Petia turned to her, “It seems that the foolish men who’ve been watching you have been getting careless if a girl like Eha can spot them” She said, “Deal with it before Katya does, she already has enough blood on her hands.”
Again, Nancy felt like screaming. It wasn’t just enough to force her out. The cowboys were bothering her here too? Just what was she supposed to do about that.