Chapter 15: George the Husband
London at the height of winter was a sight to behold, there was snow covering the ground, the people had brought their trees and their carols, and things seemed to be settling down. The people had food in their bellies, and thanks to the Farmers Act, there wouldn’t be a stopping in production of meats unlike when King James had been King. Yes, George felt things had gone well. His wife was happy, and therefore he was happy as well. Of course politics could not completely leave them alone, and as Lord Admiral, he had to keep an eye on the fleet and the naval war, even if Dartmouth was in charge of the fighting.
“We have enough ship resources to last throughout the winter, though we shall need to ensure there are enough ships patrolling the border waters, to prevent something like what happened during the Dutch war from happening again. Lord Dartmouth has told me that the French have refused to engage so far, I believe King Louis does not want to expand energy there.” George said.
Anne who had her head in his lap hummed. “I do not think Louis sees the benefits in the naval warfare. Sunderland reported that our spies in Versailles say the Sun King wants everything thrown on the land war.”
George nodded. “That doesn’t surprise me, the French have always been more focused on the fight on the continent than on the waves, and that is where they have fallen behind people such as Spain and Portugal.”
Anne raised her head and sat up. “The Spanish have been foolish enough to engage in a fight over the Pyrenees. They provoked the French to attack them there. And now we might need to send forces to put pressure on the western front.”
“I do not think there was anything else that King Carlos could do, or rather that his advisors could do. They were humiliated the last time and need to turn attention away from the Spanish Low Countries. Their people are more likely to fight if the French are directly attacking them compared to otherwise.” George responded.
“Still, it does not make things easier. Especially as the King has no children and no surviving siblings. The Emperor demands that we recognise his sons’ rights to the throne, in the eventual event that Carlos dies.” Anne said sounding quite put off.
George knew by rights that the French King’s son was the rightful heir, and yet the union of those two kingdoms could not be allowed. And so, he answered. “Does the Emperor’s daughter not have a superior claim to the throne than his children by his third marriage?”
“Yes, but there was some nonsense about the Spanish and the Austrians not thinking that a woman could handle the Spanish Empire, especially with her husband being who he is. There is also talk that the girl is pregnant.” Anne said.
“So, if a girl is born then that child will be married to the Emperor’s second son.” George replied surmising what it was the Emperor wanted to accomplish.
“Yes, and given their fascination with keeping the lands within the family, the Spanish are likely to agree. Which means that within a few years King Louis will start another war. Which means we need to make sure he is too crippled to actually start a proper fight.” Anne responded.
George nodded, he saw the sense in that. He changed the topic then to something a little closer to home. “I spoke with the governess, she mentioned that she wished for the girls to start reading through the children’s Bible.” George personally found such a thing ridiculous, he wanted his daughters to feel comfortable in themselves first before giving them over to such things.
“I think that might be a good thing. My father and uncle’s courts were debauched. I do not want such a thing to be the same here. I’ve already had to expel several nobles for their affairs.” Anne replied.
George sighed. “My dear, they are three and two. They deserve a chance to actually grow properly before giving them over to the book.”
“Nonsense.” Anne replied. “You have already been talking about their marriages. So, why not give them the chance to get ahead now?”
George wanted to protest, he remembered how his own sisters had felt about being raised within the confines of their religion at such a young age, and he knew that doing such a thing might not be the best thing for their daughters now. However, he could tell by the way Anne had set her jaw that she would not give way on this. Therefore, he did what any sensible husband should do and he conceded. “Very well, my dear, if that is your wish.”
His wife smiled and kissed him on the cheek. She then said. “Besides, there will soon be another member of the family that we can fuss over.”
It took a moment for him to process what his wife had said, when it had sunk in he looked at her and asked. “You are sure?”
“I am.” Anne replied. “I am a few moons gone.” He leaned over and kissed his wife again and again.