Date: Tue, 19 Oct 2021 17:05:04 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 105b

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`Well, it can't make things any worse, can you go and get him'

I picked up the phone as Archie opened the door

`Operator, yes it is, connect me please to Sir Alan Lascelles at Buckingham
Palace. Yes, the Kings Personal Secretary, please tell him that His
Imperial Highness, Drageon Drageonivanov Romanov, Prince of the Blood
Imperial, wishes to speak to him, yes please put him through when he is
available, thank you'

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 105b


Davy continues the story


I stood silently with Archie; I felt his fingers search out mine and
squeeze them tightly as we listened to Athol briefing Forts.

`Drageon, now I know you have met Sir Alan before, but before he rings I
want you to concentrate on the fact that he is a servant; albeit an
important one, a servant never the less. The majority of people who speak
to him; because of his position and closeness to the King defer to him.'

Athol leaned in and took hold of Forts arms and held them, his knuckles
went white and Forts winced.

`You can't do that. Remember who you are. You are His Imperial Highness
Drageon Drageonivanov Romanov, your family were more powerful than our
Royal Family ever were. You want something! Remember you are talking to a
functionary. Don't ask. You tell him, what you expect to happen and when
you expect it to happen'

`But dad'

`Drageon, there are no buts, if he senses weakness or feels in anyway
superior to you; you won't get what you want. Remember your only talking to
him to make your wishes clear, you are related to the King for Christ's
sake, not some commoner'

Forts glanced at me; I could see the worry on his face. Athol gripped his
arms again.

`Son, listen to me, you have to go in hard...Remember your talking to the
Kings typist'

As if on que the phone on the desk next to them began to ring; it was
rehearsed, Archie and I stepped forward and Archie lifted the receiver.

`Castle Fraser...Ah, Sir Alan, His Imperial Highness Prince Drageon
Drageonivanov Romanov, has been impatiently awaiting your call...No, no, I
understand that your busy...perhaps you should apologise yourself. He is
standing next to me; I will put him on the phone'

I squeezed Drageons hand and mouthed "I love you". Athol was miming taking
a deep breath; Drageon gave me a beautiful smile. Turning to his father he
gave a curt nod and then slammed his heels together as he stood to
attention; he took a deep breath and took the phone from Archie's trembling
fingers.

`Sir Alan, ...I am good thank you, no, no, your fine, no apology needed'

Athol gave him the thumbs up sign. Forts barked.

`Sir Alan, one of my employees, a German chef, by the name of Bruno
Hassenger, was arrested in London by the Metropolitan Police. Ridiculously
on a charge of spying, with no evidence other than he has a German
accent. Bertie would be horrified; ...once he stopped laughing'

Another thumbs up from Athol; his face looking like he was about to
laugh. Forts continued

`I mean, half of our relatives would be arrested if that is all the
evidence required. I want you to speak to that idiot Game. YES THE
COMMISSIONER, I want Bruno released immediately, I vouch for his character,
have it done immediately would you, oh and give my regards to Bertie; I
hope to pop in and see him on my next trip down, Thank you, Goodbye'

On the final syllable of goodbye, Archie lent in and clicked off the call
by depressing the cradle. Drageon visibly staggered and looked to his
dad. Athol's bottom lip was quivering and a tear rolled down his cheek, He
grabbed Fort's in a bear hug, squeezing him tightly.

`Bloody well done, Son, bloody well done, you frightened the life out of
me, I bet poor Sir Alan, needs a change of underware'

We all stood laughing; Athol let Forts go and he immediately came and
hugged me kissing me, Athol and Archie, were hugging too, Archie turned
grinning

`I need a drink I don't know about you all'

He crossed to the drinks cabinet and poured out four large Whisky's and
handed them to us. Athol raised his glass

`Slangevar'

`Slange'

We all repeated before taking a mouthful of the golden liquid. Athol spoke
again

`Now we have to wait, but if that phone doesn't ring again in ten minutes
with that idiot Commissioner on it, I am not the rightful MacDonald,
MacDonald Laird of the Clan MacDonald'

We all began clock watching. Athol crossed to the radio and turned it on.

`This is the BBC Home Service, here is the news today 19th of October
1941. The German Army's march on Moscow has been stopped, having been
bogged down for days by bad weather. Some news just released by number ten
Downing Street, Units of the Royal Navy have successfully delivered a
squadron of Hurricane fighters to the beleaguered inhabitants of Malta; our
boys pulled it off without loss, and these planes are now exacting a heavy
toll on the Axis attackers'

We all jumped as the phone rang; Archie grabbed it as Forts scrambled to
turn off the radio

`Castle Fraser, who?, Sir Philip, I will pass you to his Lordship, one
moment please'

Athol practically dropped the phone as he took it

`Sir Philip, good evening, no, no, problem, what can I do for you? ...The
Palace, Oh my goodness...really? ... Certainly, I fully understand,
no,... Interned!  ...You cannot be serious?...Of course you can trust
me...Well I had heard we have been interning some Germans and Italians, but
Bruno is Jewish he hates the Germans more than we do. I thought that I had
heard they had all been released now too?...not all of them...So what about
Mr Hassenger? ...uhmmm... So as soon as he checks out okay he will be too?
... Good ... How long will that take... a few days? ... Well, I will tell
his Imperial Highness he will be pleased too; well in one way. Perhaps you
would like to tell him yourself? ...No, ...I understand of course another
time, well thank you Sir Philip'

Athol came off the phone; three faces waiting for him to speak.

`Well, I think you heard, now I have to ask you all not to repeat this,
but, the UK Government began interning Germans and Austrians at the start
of the War, this has been going on, off and on since then, most have since
been released, but a few thousand and any new previously un registered
`Aliens' as they are called, have to be held and processed as safe to be at
large. A tribunal will decide in the next couple of days'

`Where dad? I will happily go and speak for him'

Forts reached for my hand and squeezed it

`Son I don't think that will be necessary, I imagine you will be getting
another call from Sir Alan, let's waits to see what he has to say first,
but I imagine he has it already in hand'

`Athol, what do we tell Niki?

`Davy, I am not sure we can do much but tell him the truth'

`Athol, I am sorry, I was expecting the good news straight away, I think
Dexy is outside the door with Niki'

I could see the disappointment on Athol's face

`Well, you had better go and let them in'

I crossed to the door unsure what I was going to say, I had just turned the
handle and opened it slightly, when the phone began to ring again.  Archie
grabbed for it

`Castle Fraser, His Lordships Factor Archibold Campbell speaking, just one
moment, I will put him on the line'

Dexy and Niki were staring at me, I gestured them in, holding my finger to
my lips

`Quietly'

They both nodded and came in; I closed the door behind them. Archie held
out the phone.

`Prince Romanov, Sir Alan Lascelles for you'

Forts took a deep breath and took the phone

`Sir Alan, so good of you to get back to me and so quickly. ...Good news I
hope...go on... Internment camp? ... But he is Jewish...He hates the
Nazi's. Oh, yes, well that's excellent news...someone is on way now to get
him released. Sir Alan what can I say but thank you; you will be receiving
a little something from me shortly, no, no I insist and thank you again,
yes thank Berti for me...Yes I will pass on your regards, good bye'.

Forts sighed; little Niki wasn't following all the conversations that well,
he tugged on Forts sleeve; Fort's knelt down, his eyes began to water as he
hugged Niki tightly.

`Someone is on way to get Bruno released as we speak'

Niki, used a finger to wipe up a tear rolling down Forts cheek.

`Why cry?

Forts hugged him harder

`Because I am a big softie and I am so happy for you'

The bloody phone started ringing again. Archie leapt into action.

`Castle Fraser, His Lordships Factor Archibold Campbell speaking, just one
moment, I will put him on the line'

Archie held out the phone to Athol

`Sir Philip Game, MacDonald, MacDonald'

Athol, grimaced as he took the phone, a smirk forming on his face

`Thank you my man, MacDonald, MacDonald speaking'

Archie gave a little curtsey; they were both just having fun now.

`Well, right now as we speak you say, that is great news, His Imperial
Highness will be so pleased; would you like to tell him yourself the good
news? Certainly, I will put him on the phone, Oh and Sir Paul, thank you
once again from me. I will put you on to His Imperial Highness, Drageon
Drageonivanov Romanov, Prince of the Blood Imperial'

Forts stood, winked and loudly clicked his heals together and in a rather
put on Russian accent loudly thanked Sir Philip for all his help. As it
became obvious Forts was about to end the call, Athol already had his
finger to his mouth not wanting us to make a sound; that didn't stop Athol,
Archie and me giving the phone the age-old Anglo Saxon greeting
though. With the cradle down, Athol began to belly laugh, closely followed
by Archie, Athol was pointing at Archie,

`What was that all about...

Athol put on a posh Edinburgh accent

`Castle Fraser, His Lordships Factor Archibold Campbell speaking, just one
moment, I will put him on the line'

Tears were rolling down their cheeks as they laughed, Archie grabbing at
Athol

`I will have you answering the phone like that always'

Archie shook his head grinning

`And what about you, poor Sir Philip was terrified of speaking to such an
important Russian; how many times did you say Forts full title?'

More laughing and Athol grabbed Forts in a bear hug

`Well done you, I actually thought I heard Sir Philip stand to attention,
when you clicked you heals together before speaking, brilliant move; you
have the English middle-class idiots worked out to a tee, and that Russian
accent, you had better remember that again if you ever meet him in person'

Forts scooped up Niki again and hugged him

`Bruno, come home, Bruno come home'

For a moment it looked like Niki would cry, but forts began waltzing round
the room laughing and kissing him; phew.

More laughter. Knock Knock, Athol looked round

`Christ, it's getting like Piccadilly Circus in here, come in'

The door opened and first Gregor and then Landers faces appeared

`Come in, come in'

Mr Duncan came hustling in pushing a trolley

`It sounds like a celebration is called for, I thought you would all like
to eat breakfast in here'

Athol, crossed and shook his hand

`Thank you Gregor, that's just what's needed, thank you'

I quickly had the table set and plates out and the six of us sat down to a
hearty cooked breakfast. Athol looked at Niki and then Dexy, probably the
only two religious ones of us there; I thought he was going to pick Niki,
but he changed to Dexy.

`Dexy, would you say a quick grace; we have a lot to be thankful for this
morning'

After all the laughter of the morning; Dexy chose some beautiful and
poignant words; all of us saying `Amen' when he finished.

I was sat opposite Forts; Niki was sat whispering to him; I noticed he kept
glancing at Dexy. The language changed to mainly Russian, I could see Forts
was struggling, but Niki seemed to understand what he was saying. Forts
glanced over at me, I mouthed "is everything okay?" he gave me half a nod

`Davy do you have a scrap of paper and a pen?

I passed him my napkin and my fountain pen; he hurriedly scribbled me a
note and slid it across to me, it read.

"Niki, is worried Bruno will be cross with him for having fun with Dexy"

I folded up the note and shook my head. Speaking out loud

`I can't see that being a problem; let's face it, Bruno...'

Forts shook his head indicating for me to be quiet; Niki looked over at
me. Okay plan b.

`Niki, I have a special job for you today'

He looked all pleased; Forts looked at me as if I had gone mad.

`Niki, the blacksmith is coming today to check all the horses shoes, Dexy
is going to need a hand, will you help him?

Niki looked up at Forts; Drageon nodded

`That could be fun'

Niki pointed at Forts

`You too'

`Well okay, until I get called away'

Athol called us all to attention, tapping his tea cup.

`Chaps, Christmas is just round the corner, Fort's can I count on you to
sort out the Christmas tree again this year? I thought we would get it up
nice and early; maybe around the 1st of December?'.

Forts nodded as Athol continued

`No army to help this year, well not that we are aware of, so you will have
to grab some of the prefects. Gary has made sure we have plenty of
vegetables and meat to eat, so it should be a good feast'.

Athol turned to me

`Davy, I was wondering about decorations this year, apart from wild Holly
and Ivy, perhaps you can get the first years making up paper chains and
decorations using old newspapers and magazines, what do you think?

`Sounds good to me, helps keep them busy on the colder dark nights, could
we use the Great Hall to make them up?

Athol looked to Archie, who nodded

`Yeah that should be fine; it will give you more room if more boys want to
get involved'

`Now, has anyone any ideas, for the boys stockings this year?...'

`Well dad, Dexy said he can get hold of some bars of Chocolate; if that's
still the case, hopefully we can divide them up, maybe give every boy a
square'.

Athol turned to Dexy

`If you can do that? that will be amazing'

Dexy winked,

`I am sure I can acquire some other bits too, maybe an orange or apple, let
me see, sweets should be easy too'

`Dexy that would be amazing, but don't get yourself into any trouble'

`I think you know me better than that'

Another wink.

`Oh Davy, ENSA asked if we wanted another show, maybe some of the boys
doing a few acts too? What do you think?

`That could be a laugh, I will speak to Mr Evans and see what he says'

Athol turned back to Dexy

`Of course, I hope you and the rest of you guys will join us; let's make
Christmas 1941 one to remember'

We all nodded. Forts stood up

`Come on then you little monkey, Dexy, if you're ready, the blacksmith will
be arriving soon, Davy are you coming?'

`I might give it a miss if that's okay'

Forts nodded

`Sure, catch up later'


**


Anthony takes up the story – Yes one of the twins


Jon and I were waiting in the corridor next to the display cabinet, when we
finally saw him coming towards us; with Dexy and Niki.

`Morning Fort's, ...Dexy, Niki'

Luckily, it was Forts who spoke as they all nodded smiling.

`Good morning chaps, everything okay?

`Actually, we were wondering if we could have a word with you?

`Well, I was just off to the stable, is it important?

`Urm'

I looked at Jon, Forts nodded

`Dexy, if you two head over I will join you soon, is that okay?

`Sure, see you later'

He gave Forts a wink and a nudge

`You behave yourself now'

He half whispered as he headed off down the corridor with Niki.

`So, what is it chaps?

`It's a bit private, can we go to our room and I can show you? Well, we
both can'

`Sounds mysterious, shall I get someone else?

`No, we already spoke to Davy, he said it was okay'

`Davy?'

`Yes come on'

Jon went on ahead and when we got to the room, I quickly opened the door,
Forts went in, I followed him and closed the door.

`Hang on Anthony, can you put a light on I can't see anything, why are the
curtains closed'

`Well, it's a bit embarrassing'

I lead Forts across the darkened room; his eyes still hadn't become
accustomed to the dim light; he held his hands out in front of him as I led
him across the room; his hand coming to rest on Jon's naked arse. He
stopped in his tracks

`Whoa, hang on, Anthony put the light on'

`Why don't you like it?

`Hey, it's not that, but I promised Davy'

I gripped his hand and holding mine over his, I rubbed his hand over Jon's
peachy bum. Forts tried to pull away

`Please, Anthony, stop, put the lights on'

I put my other hand on Forts bum and squeezed it.

`Look stop, I said No!, it's not that I don't want to, but I promised Davy'

He pulled away and began heading for the door. I heard him fumbling with
the door handle and then the door opened.

`Oh God Davy, this is not what it looks like?

Davy was standing with his hands on his hips.

`Fort's what are you doing here?

`Davy, you have to believe me...'

Davy pushed into the room

`Believe what?

Davy glanced at the bed; Jon was still on all fours his bum in the air.

`Fort's how could you?

`Davy, I haven't done anything, honest, ask Anthony'

`Anthony?

As arranged I turned away; Forts spun back round to Davy; who could no
longer keep a straight face.

`You rotter's, you absolute rotter's

Davy Jon and myself were now killing ourselves laughing.

Davy, grabbed Forts and kissed him,

`Come on stud, let me help you get this off; time for some fun with the
twins'


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