Chapter 141 - 141: Attracting Trouble in Britain

After his arrival in London, Oskar was conveyed directly to Buckingham Palace, where rooms had been prepared with the quiet perfection Britain reserved for rivals—never too warm, never too cold, never so lavish that it looked like gratitude.

The suite was discreetly impressive: ceilings high enough to swallow voices, tall windows buried behind heavy drapes, furniture chosen for dignity rather than comfort—except the bed. That had been reinforced. Broadened. Built like a small bridge, as if the palace itself had admitted, without comment, that the German Crown Prince did not fit ordinary human measurements.

Servants were assigned at once. They moved with the polished ease of people trained to vanish while still seeing everything. Their deference was correct, their eyes respectful, their silence flawless—yet watchful. Britain did nothing by halves. Not grief. Not protocol. Not surveillance.

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