BELGIUM: Kidnapped King

The green-garbed German officer was abruptly firm: the Fuhrer would not tolerate delay. For the last time handsome, sad-eyed Leopold III looked down from his Laeken palace-prison on swans nodding whitely in a blue lake, on the withering bloom of purple rhododendrons beneath stately beeches. Stiffly he turned, walked out to a waiting car, climbed in beside his commoner second wife (to whom he had given the title Princess de Réthy). As helpless as any of the 600,000 Belgians who had preceded him, the King of the Belgians was deported to Germany.

Just four years had passed since German might and...

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