The (Austrian)Emperor and I

Originally published in The Sydney Morning Herald and The Age

Excerpt

I am slow to notice Maximilian Habsburg-Lothringen emerge under a balcony overhung with vines.

There is no trumpet fanfare announcing my audience with the two-times great-grandson of a Habsburg emperor, just an outstretched hand, and a smile.

“Herr is fine,” explains the man in a greenish-grey loden jacket who might have been archduke ...

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