You and Ludwig had been walking for almost two hours. Well more standing than walking for you continuously stopped at landmarks or interesting buildings. Either Ludwig would stop to show you or you would stop to admire a certain fountain or statue yourself. He would chuckle and come stand beside you; doing his best to answer all your excited questions.
You eventually ended up standing under the Brandenburg Gate.
“I've heard of this one!” you said proudly.
Ludwig smiled, “I vould hope so, it is one of Germany's most famous landmarks. It has a lot of history. Long time ago it used to be the entry vay to a boulevard of linden trees. The boulevard vent all the vay to the city palace of the Prussian leaders.”
“Wow... I would have like to seen that.” you sighed.
“Is there anything else you'd like to see?” Ludwig asked.
“Hmm... I don't know, anything else you want me to see?” you asked in return.
“How about a palace?” he asked.
“Sounds perfect.” you said with a smile.
“It's not far by car... 12 minutes. I'll have the driver pick us up.” he said.
He pulled out his phone to call the driver and you turned to look back up at the gate. It was very impressive and you felt strangely safe standing under it. A glance to your right and you caught the gaze of a man standing on the other side of the gate. He had a camera in his hand and had sunglasses on. He looked like an average tourist to anyone else, but you knew better. He was a Russian spy. You could tell, you had seen plenty of them all the years you've been in Russia. Probably been sent by Ivan to keep an eye on you. He tended to worry when it came to you and other guys. It wasn't really a bad thing, in fact you felt flattered that he got a little jealous. You think though that if she was on a mission he would have a little more faith in her.
“________.” Ludwig said interupting your thoughts.
“Yes?” you said looking away from the spy.
“The car vill be here in a minute.” he said.
“Alright.” you said and looked quickly back over to where the man was.
He had disappeared, but that didn't really surprise you. You turned back to Ludwig.
“Let's go wait on the bench.” you said to Ludwig, gesturing to a bench only a few feet away.
“Ja, sounds gut.”
The car quickly arrived and the two of you climbed in. A few minutes later and you were at the entrance of Charlottenburg Palace. It was grand, and what it lacked in height it made up in length. It surrounded an giant courtyard with a grand statue at the entrance.
Ludwig could see the pure amazement on your face and smiled.
“If you like the outside, wait till you see the inside.” he said.
He wasn't wrong. You felt your mouth drop open when you stepped inside. It was traditional baroque design on the inside, but yet it didn't seem as gaudy as some palaces did. Windows practically line every single wall of the palace. The most room you thought was the most beautiful was the ballroom, possibly also because you loved to dance. The evening light shown in through the window making the room have a warm glow to it.
You ran over to the center of the room and spun around, giggling to yourself. Strangly enough you though you could hear music.
“Ludwig do you hear music?” you asked.
He nodded, “Ja, sometimes for tourist they'll play music through out the place. It has good acoustics.”
You smiled at him and held out your hand, “Do you know how to dance, Mr. Beilschimdt?”
A blush made its up on his face and his eyes darted down to the ground.
“Ah, vell... it's been awhile.” he said scratching the back of his head.
“Come on I'll show you.” you said walking over and taking his hand.
His face turn almost tomato red and you couldn't help but giggle.
“Just relax.” you told him.
You placed his hand on your waist and took the other one in your hand.
“The music playing is a waltz, so it has a 1,2,3 step to it. So we both step at the same time to the left, 1...then another 2... and 3...”
You both move a little awkwardly at first, but on a minute into it and you both moved gracefully around the ballroom.
“See you can dance!” you said.
Eventually Ludwig became more comfortable and started to lead. The music slowly faded and you stopped.
“That was fun.” you said with a smile.
“Ja. Thank you for showing me how to dance again.” Ludwig said.
“Of course.” you said.
You glanced out the window, “I didn't realize how late in the day it was.”
“If you like we can go get dinner.” Ludwig suggested.
“I am pretty hungry, but lets not stay out too late, I've got to be up again early for practice.” you said.
“Of course, I'll go get the car.” he said leaving the room.
You watched him leave and then looked around the room one more time. You then followed and met Ludwig at the entrance.
Dinner was similar to lunch, except you both had a couple drinks. You even successfully made Ludwig laugh, a good deep belly laugh. Which made you laugh more, to the point where people were starting to give the two of you looks.
You had just finished and you and Ludwig stood outside your hotel.
“Thanks for showing me around, I had fun.” you said.
“Ja, me too. I don't think I've had this much fun in years.” Ludwig said.
He gave you a small smile and then lean in close. Was he going to kiss you? Just relax, you told yourself, hopefully it will be quick.
He did kiss you, but simply on the cheek.
“Um, sorry.” he said, “Not sure vhy I did that. Um, goodnight.”
Ludwig quickly climbed back in the car and you watched it drive off.
You could feel your cheek tingle and you put your hand to it and walked into the hotel. Once you were in your room you sat down on your bed.
You gave a frustrated sigh and fell back on the bed. At the same time taking one of the pillows and holding it to your face.
“Why does he have to be so freaking adorable!?” you exclaimed.
Not only that, but you haven't got one shred of evidence he's up to something. You would have to try again, perhaps he would call tomorrow. He seemed to like you, the kiss on the cheek proved that. He probably be more willing to talk about more crucial things.
You stood up and went out onto the small balcony. The sky had grown dark and the city lights looked like field of stars. That pit feeling returned to her gut. What if Germany wasn't up to anything at all and Russia was being paranoid? If a another war was fought in Europe, what would become of this beautiful city and of her home? Perhaps she'd give it a month and if she didn't find anything by then she would tell Russia's boss that their suspicions were completely unjustified. For now she would enjoy her time here and do what she came to do.
Ludwig sighed and handed his coat off to his butler.
“Danke.” he said.
“Need anything else, sir?” the butler asked,
“Nine, I'll be in my room, if I need anything I'll get it.” he said.
He went up the large set of stairs and into his room. He grabbed a beer from the small fridge he kept and stood out his balcony.
He felt very strange. He wasn't sure why he kissed ________ on the cheek. Could it be he was falling in love with her? She was beautiful and very kind. She made him nervous though. His heart would beat faster and he could feel his face burn anytime she smiled at him. Perhaps it is love, he couldn't say for sure, he didn't know her that well and for all he knew she could have a boyfriend back in Russia. He wanted to know her though. Something drew him to her. He had time, at least, the company wouldn't be leaving for six months. He would sort out his feelings and maybe she too might feel the same. There was no sense in worrying about it now.