An Imperial Match: Anne Boleyn marries Charles V

And so a wonderful journey comes to a end. I'm just a little bit surprised that there is no Burgundian epilogue thou.
True. It would have been nice with an ending to Bessie's story. She started out as a real pain, but she became one of my favorites in the end. Also she snuffed the life out of Juan #Girlboss - Really a Sansa Stark story. It would have been cool to find out if she eloped with that Burgundian teacher. She is a Tudor after all
 
True. It would have been nice with an ending to Bessie's story. She started out as a real pain, but she became one of my favorites in the end. Also she snuffed the life out of Juan #Girlboss - Really a Sansa Stark story. It would have been cool to find out if she eloped with that Burgundian teacher. She is a Tudor after all
I really wanted to explore Bessie's affair with the tutor (no elopement) and the fatherly relationship he'd have with her children, who are in a desperate need for a positive male figure, but there was no time.
 
I really wanted to explore Bessie's affair with the tutor (no elopement) and the fatherly relationship he'd have with her children, who are in a desperate need for a positive male figure, but there was no time.
That’s fair. Maybe someday you can revisit her if you want to? We could get like a little bonus feature here with some vignettes of her life after the story ended (Think Violet’s story in Bridgerton Happy Ever After kinda)

Bessie, Burgundian Beauty
 
I may have been relatively late in arriving but I have read every chapter with enjoyment. Thank you for writing such a thoroughly interesting timeline!
 
That’s fair. Maybe someday you can revisit her if you want to? We could get like a little bonus feature here with some vignettes of her life after the story ended (Think Violet’s story in Bridgerton Happy Ever After kinda)

Bessie, Burgundian Beauty
Maybe. Or others could do it.
 
Thats expected. I was thinking more like how's the status of Republicanism and Colonialism?
Are the Monarchies absolute?
France is an absolute monarchy. Spain is half and half. England is as well. The United States doesn't exist, Brazil is much smaller.
 
Amazing story! I’ve been following this story off and on for a while and finally was able to sit
down to read through this whole story in the last month or so; it’s an incredibly interesting story that got me pretty emotionally invested in everyone’s lives and futures, and such a great experience. I really admire how many characters and their storylines you managed to keep up with! Thanks for your awesome work writing this timeline!
 
This was a grand story of epic proportions, thank you so very much for sharing it with us. You managed to bring history to life by showing the very human side of kings and emperors, combined with political intrigue aplenty. Not only did you finish it, you even gave us epilogues, a rare treat indeed. Many, many thanks.
 
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Stuttgart, Württemberg . 15th of August, 1523.
George was silent as he walked in the corridors of Altes Schloss, hands clasped behind his back. He observed the paintings and tapestries on the walls around him, the sigils and faces of the old Counts and Dukes that came before him. Near his bedroom, he saw a portrait made of Ulrich of Württemberg, the man who had come before him and lost the duchy that now belonged to him to the Swabian League. He had a round familiar face and a simple grey beard, with no smile on his lips.

Some said Ulrich still dreamed of returning to his ducal throne, and George’s advisors now told him to be careful of such a man. Ulrich had a volatile temper and recently announced his conversion to the reformed faith. He’d have to win alliances with his rule, gain friends and save money if he wished to remain in power.

George didn’t know if he wanted to remain in power. While being a duke was certainly flattering, especially when he thought of his father in England, penniless and destitute, but it was difficult to rule. He was neither German nor Swabian, and his comprehension of both languages was flimsy, to say the least, and certainly was not popular with the masses. He’d come to Württemberg as the younger brother of the Emperor’s wife, his large patch of land a reward because of his sister’s success in giving birth to a male heir in her very first attempt.

It would be difficult to remain as Georg Boleyn, Herzog von Württemberg. He was merely eighteen, young and untried. He knew nothing of ruling or governing, much less of keeping nobles happy and pleasing his overlord. George had been trained for a life of diplomacy, yes, but his father only intended for him to be an ambassador like he was. That’s why he was taught French, Latin and some German and Spanish. When his father eventually retired, it was expected of George to take up his position in Henry VIII’s rule, representing England and her king to the courts of Europe.

But that would never be. Anne had done what she should not and married the Emperor. Now, he was a ruling lord in the patchwork of territories that scholars liked to call Germany. He had people who depended on him, advisors who had to work with him, despite their misgivings about his capabilities.

Besides, he’d come to Württemberg to replace the Emperor’s brother, Archduke Ferdinand, who was by all accounts a good Duke who had made an effort to learn the German language and befriend those around him. Everyone from the lowest servant to the highest count around him had only good things to say about Ferdinand of Austria.

Anne had told him to get married. Anne had told him to ask Ferdinand for help in the matter. Anne had told him to do many things, including to leave for Württemberg, but now that he stood in the halls of Altes Schloss, he found himself hesitating over the entire thing. It was far too easy for Anne to tell him to do things when she didn’t have to worry about offending everyone. By Jesu, she had chosen her own husband and the most powerful man in Europe at that! All she had to do was keep Charles happy and have his children. That was certainly easier than what he had to do.

Maybe he should’ve stayed in England. The last news he had gotten from Mary had been while he was still in Spain, and it said that the King was still not pleased with them. Had even removed some of their father’s duties, claiming another man was more suited to serving England. That must have stung. George was sure his father had not regretted staying home though. He was far too stubborn for that.

But he didn’t stay in England. He went to Castile to be with his sister, he went to Castile because he thought the family’s fortunes stood with her, and now he was a duke. A duke! It was strange to think of himself so highly, but it was now the truth. He was a duke. He was a ruler. And he had to get married.

Ferdinand was his brother now too. He had to help him. Didn’t he?

It didn’t matter. George turned on his feet and walked towards his room, where he would sit down and write a long letter to Ferdinand of Austria.
Ugh, did I seriously find out just now that I forgot to add a threadmark to this chapter, in the year of our lord 2023? TWO YEARS AFTER IT WAS POSTED?
 
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For now, I have to say that I really like that you are including LGBT relationships in the story. this keeps getting better 🌈
 
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