To the astonishment of a handful of passengers waiting at Rome's Ciampino Airport at 4 a.m., squads of Italian police suddenly materialized and took up positions around the field. Moments later, a white turboprop jet taxied to a stop on the apron. In the plane's door way appeared a young man in the red-trimmed uniform of a field marshal.
Limping slightly from fatigue, his face ashen and heavily bearded, King Constantine of Greece, 27, walked down a ramp onto Italian soil. Behind him, glum and red-eyed, came his Danish wife, Queen Anne-Marie,...
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