The Goddamn Kaiser – 1

This entry is part 1 of 2 in the series The Goddamn Kaiser


The Mother

Wilhelm walked into her sitting room. His face was expressionless.

“Hello Mother, you look well this morning. I have decided there will be no post mortem performed on Papa. Your English doctor’s misdiagnosis killed him. That is an indisputable fact. We do not need to carve up his corpse to ascertain that.”

He spoke without raising his voice, without gesturing.

“Papa will have a state funeral. As much as he was your husband and my father, he belonged to Germany first. You may have another private service afterwards for just family afterwards, but he was Kaiser of Germany and a war hero. The nation must be allowed to show its respect. “

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The Goddamn Kaiser – 2

This entry is part 2 of 2 in the series The Goddamn Kaiser

Hans von Thurgau

The Kaiser didn’t care. He didn’t care about Hans von Thurgau at all. Hans had given years of his life to perfect his art, and the Kaiser just didn’t care. The Kaiser hadn’t asked for a glass of wine since becoming Emperor. Hans had trained for decades, to become the finest sommelier in Germany. He had been ecstatic when he was chosen as the then Crown Prince’s new wine steward. And now, it seemed like it was all for nothing. The Kaiser had lost his taste for wine. Instead, he kept asking for cocktails. Five PM on the dot, the Kaiser wanted his cocktail. He declared it to be “cocktail hour”, and that he was off work, at least until after dinner. Considering the pace at which the Kaiser pushed himself, and the strict working schedule he had kept to since taking the throne, everyone was willing to overlook this, even if he hadn’t been the Kaiser.

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