A Death in Scotland...

Aftermath of the Storm
Aftermath of the Storm
Remainder of July 1570

Scotland

-- The dawn of 17 July in the Year of Our Lord 1570 saw a city that was recovering from three acts of arson, one of which spread out of control and was only contained by backbreaking work on the part of the city guard and ordinary residents of the city of Stirling, pitching in with water-buckets, evacuating families out of the burning buildings, tending to the wounded, and recovering the dead.

It would eventually be officially reported that 22 people died in the fires that night, the unusually high number was due to the homes that burned having large families residing in them, and the fact that the targeted homes were sealed up by the men working for Earl Huntley, trapping the residents inside the flames.

The two Lairds who led the arson attacks, Buccleuch and Ferniehurst, in Buccleuch's case he was found unconscious in the streets, having been struck with a paving stone during the fight outside of John Knox's home, he never woke up and died within a week. Ferniehurst would go into hiding, and in Scotland that would mean finding the man would be very difficult, though he would eventually surface under very interesting circumstances.

A magnificent funeral was held for the victims, all of whom were treated as Protestant martyrs, chief among them was John Knox himself, and yes this was a violation of Knox's opposition to funerals and memorial services for the dead, but that latter tidbit didn't matter.

Knox's two surviving daughters became temporary wards of the King until he could find a suitable permanent caretaker for the girls.


-- Of Stirling Castle itself, the assassination attempt on King Matthew's life was a failure, he wasn't even scratched, however one guard died defending his King.

Of the assassins themselves, Claud Hamilton had been injured and was being questioned, the blood loss, the injury, and the 'questioning' would kill him in a matter of days. George Gordon, Earl of Huntley found himself being contained in a filthy dungeon cell for a few days, only being dragged out for interrogation while the King gathered some of the peers for a quick trial, the trial itself was a mere formality. The other surviving killer, the thug hired from the continent was a fellow named Johann of Münster had been tortured for all the information in his head before being executed in a most brutal fashion.

George Gordon didn't bother with a defense, he used the 'trial' as an excuse to promote the Marian cause, calling King Matthew 'the Great Usurper' and accused him of murdering James VI to take the throne, infamously saying "That Usurping bastard stepped on the wee Prince's [James's] corpse to take the throne."

It mattered not, George Gordon was quickly found guilty of attempted Regicide, and a slew of other charges, the punishment was of course death, and his titles and lands forfeit.

Gordon's execution, like the unfortunate German fellow he had hired, was executed by hanging, drawing, and quartering. An execution technique that had been devised in England and imported to Scotland in the last century, reserved for the most severe forms of treason, Regicide being one of them.

Just like at the trial, once the former Earl of Huntley was before the crowd prior to his death, he tried to rally support for 'Good Queen Mary' but was silenced by the executioner before his tortuous death commenced.


-- During all of this, John Hamilton, who was on his father's estates, holding them in the name of Mary of Scots, and keeping an eye on his older catatonic brother 'Mad Jimmy' learned of the death of his brother. It was obvious that the Marian cause had been dealt a serious blow, plus his younger brother's involvement guaranteed that the Usurper would now commit resources to seizing the Hamilton lands and capturing the remaining members of the family.

John noted that his sisters had all been married off and should be safe from reprisal, himself on the other hand...

The answer was obvious, if he stayed in Scotland, he was a dead man and the line of the Earls of Arran would ultimately die with him.

By the time the Kings Men captured Brodick Castle, the family's main seat, John Hamilton was nowhere to be found, having fled for the continent. His brother 'Mad Jimmy' was discovered to have died, supposedly in his sleep a few days prior to his brother's departure, along with as many valuables as John could take.

There was evidence to suggest that John had suffocated his brother with a pillow prior to fleeing, the servants reported that John had ordered them all out of 'Mad Jimmy's' chambers a few hours before the man was discovered dead in his bed. However nothing was ever proven, and John denied the allegations until his death, claiming them fabrications created out of 'the Usurper's devilish imagination'.


-- All in all, these should have been good times for King Matthew I. However as July began to end and August began, while word that Elizabeth was finally sending relief forces reached him as the final preparations for the coronation at Scone were finished. The other piece of news drained all joy from Matthew's heart.



England

-- The reports from Scotland about the failed assassination attempt were met with relief on the part of Queen Margaret and her son, Prince Charles, Duke of Rothesay, and public celebratory sermons thorough the Kingdom. The growing 'Puritan' movement was particularly emotional in it's outpouring of grief at the murder of John Knox, and in such a cowardly fashion as well.

The French became even more firm in their negotiations with the Scottish delegation for a marriage between Charles and Margaret Valois, despite rumors that the Holy Roman Emperor had sent his own proposal for a match between his heir and the girl.

As for Queen Elizabeth herself, she had a brief period of self-doubt. She privately noted in a letter to Sir William Cecil that she wondered if God was trying to tell her something. Thankfully for Matthew's cause, Cecil was able to convince her that the plot's failure was a sign of God's favor to Matthew Stewart, and not Mary of Scots.

Thus the army being gathered in Northern England received it's official orders, they were to enter Scotland and help pacify that troubled realm on the behalf of 'England's dearest friend and ally, King Matthew I of Scotland'.

By the beginning of August, an army estimated at 10,000 strong began their campaign in Scotland, their first main destination, the city of Glasgow.

However even as Francis, Duke of Alençon was forced to go back to France to take care of business on his estates, with a firm promise to return to England as soon as possible to continue to woo 'Her most gracious and wonderful Majesty, the most beautiful woman in all Christendom', much to the Queen's public pleasure at the promise and leaving the Earl of Leicester perturbed.

Prince Charles, Duke of Rothesay began to complain of stomach pains, by the beginning of August he was vomiting and suffering from severe diarrhea, though his exact illness was difficult to determine. While his mother publicly claimed it was just food poisoning from some tainted meat, some worried it was something much more severe, and Charles Stewart was not as robust as his elder brother had been.

As the month of August began in England, a few began to wonder if Matthew's line would die out without an heir...
 
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Sede vacante (Pt. 1)
Sede vacante (Pt.1)
Rome, the Papal States, August to September 1570

The beginning of August saw the Pope, Pius V retire to bed after yet another long day of talking to various ambassadors, courtiers, and other unofficial representatives of the various Italian States and the Kingdom of Spain to ensure the formation of a great Holy League to defeat the vile Turk, break the back of their piracy, drive them out of Cyprus (maybe), and God willing mayhap see the dawn of a new Era of Crusades.

It was Pius's great ambition, his life's work, the one thing that he knew would cement his memory among the likes of Gregory the Great and Innocent III for all time.

On the morning of 2 August 1570, Pius V was discovered to have died in his sleep.

After the Cardinal Camerlengo, Alvise 'Luigi' Cornaro officially confirmed the Pope's death, the wheels of tradition were spun, Sede vacante was declared, notices were sent to the Cardinals and all good Catholic monarchs, and preparations for a Conclave were undertaken. Even if it was all short notice.

For Philip II of Spain, once he learned about it, it was a nasty surprise that he did not need. Pius V had been the principal supporter and architect of the entire 'Holy League' enterprise, the one who had been sweet-talking the various squabbling, backstabbing, short-sighted, and a bunch of other unflattering descriptives, mini-state that made up the Italian peninsula.

With Pius dead, the entire project was in jeopardy... Unless a suitable replacement was found.

While the traditional allotment of extra time was given to ensure that all the Cardinals that were interested in participated in the Conclave was given, the political maneuverings had begun even before the last of the Princes of Christ had arrived at the Vatican to begin the Conclave.

By mid-August the usual group of Cardinals of the Holy Roman Empire (both German and Italian), France, Spain, and a few odd-balls had gathered to begin.

Due to Philip being the King of Naples, and his heavy involvement in the Holy League project, Spanish influence at the Papal court had reached a zenith, however if mismanaged their traditional rival for influence over the Pope, the French, could still win the day.

Of the papabili cardinals, Alessandro Farnese was a clear favorite, at least until Antoine Perrenot de Granvelle, who besides being a Cardinal was the Viceroy of Naples and had been working with Pius V to create the Holy League presented Farnese with a letter from Philip II himself informing him that Philip would not accept his election as Pope and asked that he withdrawal from the race.

Farnese was surprised by this, after all his brother was the Duke of Parma and married to Philip's bastard half-sister Margaret of Parma, however Granvelle made it clear that Philip was not comfortable with the Farnese's having this much influence.

But the letter that Granvelle had given Farnese stated that he should not try to become Pope, "this time". A phrasing that would come back to haunt Granvelle and Philip II later.

With Cardinal Farnese knocked out of the race, the balloting became very uncertain, the Cardinalate splitting into factions between other Italian candidates such as Carlo Borromeo the Archbishop of Milan, Ugo Boncompagni [1], Ferdinando de' Medici [2], and Michele Bonelli.

The French initially threw their weight behind Ippolito II d'Este who was both Italian and the Cardinal-Protector of France, their belief that he'd be the perfect compromise candidate was dashed in the face of balloting in which d'Este's name barely appeared, as a result the ambitious Charles de Bourbon the Archbishop of Rouen emerged as France's main candidate; or at the very least their loudest. A man who was both extremely ambitious and devout. However despite Charles de Bourbon being the one member of the House of Bourbon to NOT be a Protestant, his candidacy struggled to gain traction.

On the (German) Imperial side of things, support for a candidate was a bit muddled, the Emperor was currently distracted by the Imperial Diet, and trying to get the French interested in marrying their Princess to his eldest son, thus things for the few German bishops that had made the trip were unclear and mostly trying to see who had the best chance and latch onto that fellow in exchange for favors.

As a result, while Cardinal Farnese was displeased at being denied the Papal Tiara, he pushed that aside to work with Granvelle and Borromeo to choose an acceptable compromise candidate.

They managed to settle on Ugo Boncompagni, primarily to keep the likes of de' Medici and d'Este from getting it, with the support of the Spanish and Farnese's supporters, Boncompagni seemed assured of victory and won the first ballot.

However the conditions that the Cardinals were being kept in during the Conclave were quite spartan and harsh, methods put in place a while back to force them to come to a quick decision.

Since these gentlemen tended towards being elderly this was hard on their frail bodies, for 68 year old Cardinal Boncompagni it proved too much, he died before he could clinch the victory.

Disoriented by this, the French tried to convince the Italian cardinals that perhaps Luigi d'Este, the nephew of Ippolito II d'Este should be the new Pope, a compromise on the compromise as it were.

Unnerved by this, Farnese and Granville began promoting their other candidate, Girolamo di Corregio the Archbishop of Taranto, and he got a good showing on the first ballot. As a result the tide turned in di Corregio's favor and on 4 September he won the final round of voting, becoming Pope.

Taking the name 'Urban', in honor of Urban II, the Pope who started the First Crusade, Urban VII clearly hoped to signal his support for the creation of the Holy League, and perhaps support the dreams and aspirations of other Catholic monarchs in future wars to restore the unity of Christendom and maybe even see things like the destruction of the Ottoman Empire and the rebirth of the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

However the Cardinals noticed that Urban VII looked a bit peaked and stuck around Rome for his coronation where the new Pope was clearly becoming ill. Within a week it became obvious that Urban would not live long and that a new Conclave would have to be held.

Again.



Notes:

[1] RL's Gregory XIII

[2] Ferdinando de; Medici was made a Cardinal at age 14 but never took a priests vows, however when his brother died he was yanked out of the church and became Ferdinando I, Grand Duke of Tuscany.
 
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An Imperial Diet
An Imperial Diet
Free Imperial City of Speyer, Holy Roman Empire, August 1570

The Imperial Diet hosted in the city of Speyer, sometimes known as 'Speyer V' as an additional distinguisher, began with the Emperor Maximillian II having high expectations for it.

The vast majority of those expectations came crashing down, as they tended to do in the ever-dysfunctional Holy Roman Empire.

Maximillian II had hoped to convince the various Imperial Princes of the wisdom of rationalizing the overall government structure of the Empire, especially in terms of military control. He also wanted aid in preparing defenses for the realm's eastern borders, namely the ones that were most vulnerable to Ottoman attack in the war that everyone expected to break out in the next year.

However the talk of reforming the Imperial government fell flat, he couldn't even convince them to grant the Emperor the right to repress any foreign forces that cause disorder while passing through the Empire. The thinking of the various Imperial Princes was that the Emperor's so-called 'modest' reforms was the start of a plan to restrict their rights, mainly their right to intervene in foreign wars, like for example the Protestant princes getting involve in the French Wars of Religion. Even the Catholic rulers were wary of the Emperor increasing his legal authority over War powers.

Maximillian II was successful in convincing a few members of the Empire, particularly those who were near that border, to commit to the defense, on the off-chance that the Turk would chose to turn the expected naval war into a land invasion of the Empire. He also succeeded in establishing a comprehensive military code for the Empire's official armed forces, but since such a force was mostly ceremonial and small in number it didn't mean much.

He didn't even dare bring up the religious issues that were simmering beneath the surface of the polite façade that the various Princes were wearing, mainly the spread of Calvinism thorough the Empire, a branch of Protestantism that was NOT covered by the Peace of Augsburg. This meant that any Prince who had become a Calvinist and attempted to convert his lands to that faith ran the risk of an Imperial Ban, in practice the Emperor had done little about it beyond verbal reproach, and the occasional forcing of a bishop or two to abandon their ecclesial lands if they were discovered to have embraced the Calvinist faith.

The reason for the lackluster response was mainly due to the very real fear that starting a campaign against the Calvinists would detonate a much larger war with the Protestants in general. A war that Maximillian II believed that would cause far more damage to the Empire than any good it could accomplish.

However injunction with the Diet, the final touches were made to the peace treaty with John Sigismund Zápolya, the former 'King John II' of Hungary who under the Peace of Speyer formally abandoned his pretense to the Hungarian throne, accepting the title 'Prince of Transylvania'. Not that Maximillian believed that it meant much since John Sigismund Zápolya had no heirs, so if he died all of the Zápolya lands would revert to the House of Habsburg. It also helped that the new Prince of Transylvania was not known for his good health, and was clearly ill with something at the official treaty signing ceremony that they both attended.

Maximillian II was already planning on re-establishing the Voivode over Transylvania that would serve as a de facto Viceroy of the entire Hungarian Kingdom, he even had a candidate in mind; Gaspar Bekes, a rival of the powerful Hungarian Magnate, István Báthory, plus it helped that due to Bekes Unitarian religion that he would be completely dependent on the House of Habsburg in order to keep his post.

However despite some minor gains and victories, and setting the Dukes of Saxony up for another multi-generational feud by returning some of the lands confiscated from John Frederick II to his son, and the rest to other members of the House of Wettin, Maximillian couldn't regard the Imperial Diet of Speyer (V) as a true success.

The news of the death of Pope Pius V that happened during the meeting put a real damper on the mood of the Catholic Princes, even the ones that weren't too fond of Pius V, much less the rumors that a Papal candidate had emerged but died before he could secure the Papal Tiara.

But it was noted by chroniclers and historians that came later that a large number of side-deals were made and productive (but private) discussions took place, and it was at the Diet that it was officially revealed that the Emperor had begun talks with France for a possible marriage between Princess Margaret of France and his eldest son, Archduke Rudolf of Austria.

Granted it was known that the French had been holding deep, but hypothetical talks with the son of the Protestant claimant to the Scottish throne, but the lad had recently taken ill, plus holding these discussions did help the Catholic cause.

If they were successful, a possible alliance between Matthew Stewart and France would be scuttled before it could begin, regardless if the 'Duke of Rothesay' lived or died.

By the end of August when the Imperial Diet officially concluded, Maximillian II felt even more fatigued than before and had little to show for it.
 
Something Dark Begins in Portugal
Something Dark Begins in Portugal
Lisbon, Portugal: August, 1570

-- The newly arrived, wedded, and bedded, Elisabeth of Austria, now Queen-consort of Portugal found herself in a strange new world. Still reliant upon a translator as she worked diligently to learn to speak Portuguese fluently, she knew that she was missing out on a lot of the going-ons in Sebastien's court.

As for her husband, well she noticed that he was the typical reserved and somber figure expected of an Iberian monarch, at least in public. In private he was a bit more animated, and he was taking the time to help her learn his native tongue. A good thing since her husband spoke no German, little French, but he did know Latin. The last was due to his intense religious devotion and education, Sebastien I was constantly surrounded by monks and priests, and he had a copy of the Summa Theologica with him at all times.

Thankfully none of this had deterred her new husband for his matrimonial duties, the truth had been plain from the moment she laid eyes on the man that he was most impressed by her, and as she had overheard through her improving language skills that the various members of the Portuguese court believed that their King was in love with his new 'German' Queen.

A good thing, and one that Elisabeth had made sure to include in her first letters home, she had even begun a correspondence with her sister Anna in Madrid, after all you never knew how things would turn out, and family was something to treasure and nurture if you ever wanted support in case the worst should occur.

All she needed now was a pregnancy and her marriage would be on the road to total success.


-- The King of Portugal, Sebastien I found his prayers disturbed by worry and frustration, the worry being the news of the death of the Pope, after all it was an ill omen on the eve of a great war with the vile Turk, for one of the most important lynchpins in making said war happen the way that God intended it to just up and die.

Though perhaps not having his Spanish brethren in Christ tied up in a naval conflict would perhaps free them to assist him and Portugal in the pursuit of his own great ambition. Giving a rebirth to the Crusader Era by waging war against the heathens of Morocco.

The Kingdom of Portugal had once had several important trade outposts in that place, however the Sultans there had taken all of them, which made keeping a stable supply route between the Motherland and the various colonial outposts in Asia sufficiently supplied that Portugal could maintain control very difficult, and God willing expand her holdings for the glory of God and Portugal even moreso.

Then there was the growing Portuguese influence in the African kingdom of Kongo, having those outposts back, or even better putting the whole of Morocco under Portuguese control, would ensure that Portugal could continue the Christianization of that land without resistance.

And it would make expanding the slave trade even easier if and when Portugal managed to gain total dominion over that blighted land that had yet to hear the True Word of Christ (Ethiopian Orthodoxy didn't count in Sebastien's eyes).

In May of this year he had given a final ban on enslaving the native populations of Portugal's colonial empire as a gift for their support in fending off French predations in Brazil. As a result to placate the landowners in his colonial lands, Sebastien had issued an edict to expand Portuguese slaving operations in Africa, let his vassals buy slaves from Africa and make them good Christians and pay back the debt of being given Christ's word by toiling away their mortal lives on the plantations for the benefit of the Portuguese Empire!

Plus in a bit of good news that was heading Sebastien's way, the Portuguese garrison in Goa had unexpectedly been attacked by forces from one of the petty-states of the Subcontinent but had successfully repulsed their attackers.

Sebastien would view 1570 as a very good year in his life, he had gotten married to a very beautiful woman who he had found strong feelings for, God was shining His favor on the Kingdom by giving it victory after victory, and with this growing strength surely it meant that he could one day soon go on Crusade. First in Morocco, then perhaps other lands, the Barbary pirates of Tunis could do with smashing if Spain failed in that task.

Maybe even he would be the one to take back Jerusalem from the vile Turks.

What the King of Portugal did not know, and would never know due to the hindsight coming centuries later, that his decision to expand the slave trade would be a foundation upon which a new Age would be built. It would be an age of incredible progress, but come with a horrific price in human suffering, exploitation, and drown entire continents in blood and tears.
 
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Interesting segment, that last bit has me wondering, will the historians of this world recognise as well that whilst Europeans were the main benificiaries of the slave trade, many African and Arab war lords also benefitted hugely from the slave trade, perhaps the narrative will be far less one sided.
 
I just hope Sebastian avoids his OTL fate. At the very least, he needs to make sure that his pretty new wife is expecting before he rides into the Moroccan desert.
 
I just hope Sebastian avoids his OTL fate. At the very least, he needs to make sure that his pretty new wife is expecting before he rides into the Moroccan desert.
Well, he has a few years before that happens, and he apparently never married IOTL. It would not be unreasonable for him to have two or three heirs of his body by 1578 ITTL.
 
Queen of France, Queen of Navarre
Queen of France, Queen of Navarre
France and Navarre: August 1570

-- Catherine de' Medici, the Queen-Dowager of France and it's unofficial ruler found herself contemplating an interesting offer that opened up several possibilities in other, semi-related subjects.

The offer in question was the Holy Roman Emperor's request to arrange a quick betrothal and marriage between her daughter Princess Margaret and the Emperor's son and heir, Archduke Rudolf of Austria.

It was a good offer, a marriage now compared to the talks she... The King! She meant the King, had been conducting with 'Queen' Margaret Douglas about a marriage with her son... With the caveat that her husband actually win the Marian Civil War.

Catherine had seen the reports about 'Prince' Charles becoming very ill with... something. She wasn't sure if it was a natural sickness, food-poisoning like his mother claimed, or if the boy had been poisoned, and there were plenty of suspects if the last one was the truth.

If he died, it would render Matthew Stewart's usurpation of the Scottish throne pointless, after Charles his only living relatives were the children of his sisters, and that sodomite nephew of his, Esme Stewart[1].

The question was how this would affect England and her attempts at getting Elizabeth to marry her youngest living son, Prince Francis, Duke of Alençon. Right now the English Queen was under ever growing pressure to settle the English Succession, and the death of another male claimant so soon after the last one would just increase the pressure.

The question at this point was simply one of timing, she could keep the talks with the Emperor in the hypothetical realm for a little bit, but not forever. Besides she REALLY wanted to get Princess Margaret married off before she had another affair, one that couldn't be as easily kept quiet, or even worse result in a pregnancy and ruin the girl for the marriage market.

Plans took shape in Catherine's mind, several ideas that could be used as the unfolding situation warranted.

Hopefully if it all worked out, she could get Margaret married off and have the 'Virgin' Queen wedded to her son by the end of the year.

Then there was the offer she had sent to a certain bitch in Navarre that could open all sorts of possibilities...


-- Queen Jeanne III of Navarre, often just called Jeanne d'Albret by her contemporaries due to the current condition of the 'Kingdom' of Navarre, looked at the letters from Charles IX of France and his bitch of a mother like one would a coiled viper.

Jeanne III had rejected a marriage between her son, Henri and that whore, the Princess Margaret of France. There hadn't been much choice, unlike most she had confirmation that there had been some sort of relationship between Margaret and the Duke of Guise.

Clearly it hadn't deterred the de' Medici since now an alterative proposal was on the table, a betrothal between her eleven year old daughter Catherine de Bourbon and the current heir to the French throne, the nineteen year old Prince Henri, Duke of Anjou.

It was a good match, on paper. If you ignored the religious issues involved, namely that while the Duke of Anjou had flirted with the True Faith (in this case Calvinism) in his youth, his mother had squished that out of him. The Duke of Anjou was a devout adherent of Popery, while she, Jeanne III, was raising her Catherine to be a dedicated Calvinist.

Not to mention that her Catherine was the immediate heir to her mother's and brother's lands, while the Kingdom of Navarre was their most prominent title, it wasn't their largest or wealthiest anymore, it was their holdings in France, in which they were vassals to the French Crown, that brought the family it's real power.

And her headstrong, seventeen year old son, Henri de Bourbon (Henri III of Navarre) was already embarked in a military career, having defended the interests of the Faith and the Family in the latest round of religious wars in France. War was always uncertain, and her son had yet to be married.

Jeanne coughed, thankfully it wasn't a hard one, there wasn't even any blood this time.

At this point even she couldn't deny it, she had the Consumption[2], which meant that she had two years at the most to settle her affairs.

Well, if the Good Lord saw fit to call up his most faithful servant to Heaven, who was she to judge?

Despite the obvious dangers in this offer from the heretical de' Medici and her misguided son, there weren't many better ones available for her sweet Catherine. Plus it was just a betrothal, it could be broken easily enough.

Jeanne III would agree to it soon enough, but before that she would double her efforts in finding her son a wife, one he could marry right away and sire children on. Preferably a girl with a decent shot at a good inheritance, a nice dowry, and either a Protestant or willing to convert.

It wouldn't do her line any good if some Papist whore raised the heirs to Navarre in that pagan faith while her son's back was turned.

The question was... Who?


Notes:

[1] Esme Stewart, 1st Duke of Lennox had a much larger role in RL later when he met a teenage James VI/I, their contemporaries believe that it was Esme who 'seduced' James and became his first male lover. In any case it was James who convinced him to become a Protestant in place of the Catholic faith, which when Esme was forced back into his French exile made him a pariah among his former French social circles, he died soon after his return under 'mysterious circumstances'.

[2] Tuberculous as it was called in this era, Jeanne d'Albret wasn't sick in RL. It happened because of the butterflies.

 
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Jeanne III would agree to it soon enough, but before that she would double her efforts in finding her son a wife, one he could marry right away and sire children on. Preferably a girl with a decent shot at a good inheritance, a nice dowry, and either a Protestant or willing to convert.

It wouldn't do her line any good if some Papist whore raised the heirs to Navarre in that pagan faith while her son's back was turned.

The question was... Who?
Huh. Henri and Elizabeth, perhaps? Not sure how well that would work, but them both being Protestant would help.
 
A Most Scandinavian Mess (Pt. 4)
A Most Scandinavian Mess (Pt. 4)
Swedish Occupied Livonia: Mid June to Mid July, 1570

-- Magnus, Duke of Holstein, the recently crowned King of Livonia and vassal to the Russian Tsar, soon after being so crowned found himself the head of an army 20,000 strong and marching on the Swedish controlled 'Duchy of Estonia' and the center of their authority in the region, the city of Reval.

'Magnus I' was informed that his new overlord had signed a three year truce with the Commonwealth a few days after his coronation, thus the Swedes would be finding themselves facing the Danish/Russian forces alone.

Even if Denmark's involvement in said fighting would be nominal until his brother Frederick II sent additional troops to join his new allies, and got over the whole 'overstepping the parameters of the embassy' thing.

Magnus wasn't holding his breath on that last one, but his brother was an opportunistic bastard, surely he'd see the wisdom of swallowing his pride and helping him, Magnus of Livonia secure his new lands for the glory of the House of Oldenburg. Right?

Marching an army out was always a messy affair, but Magnus was thankful that he wasn't dealing with Rasputitsa[1] conditions, and a nice dose of luck was that Ivan had already been preparing this army in expectation of yet another campaign in Livonia, the only difference was that it's official mission was now to secure Livonia on behalf of the new Vassal-King, rather than just for the Tsardom of Russia.

Magnus expected to come within sight of Reval in early to mid July, so the message from Moscow requesting his immediate recall back to the capital of Russia without any explanation came as a huge shock.

While tempted to ignore the order, it had been signed and sent by Ivan IV himself, and while he had been making some inroads with the officers, that would pale in comparison to their loyalty (and fear) of Ivan the Terrible.

The messenger wasn't much more forthcoming than the message itself, and so Magnus found himself departing Livonia mere weeks after his arrival.

His arrival in Moscow was a subdued affair, with a surprisingly sympathetic looking Ivan IV who formally informed him that his brother, Frederick II had suffered a hunting accident. Though Frederick had not died of his injuries, baring a miracle he was expected to die in the next month or so, and since Frederick had no children it would most likely be him that would be the next King of Denmark.

However, as Ivan noted to Magnus, he was already a King and a vassal to himself, the Tsar of Russia, thus to ensure that the Russo-Danish alliance would stay intact, and if Magnus wanted to keep the Livonian Crown (and quite possibly his life) then he would need to give Ivan a guarantee of his faithfulness.

At first Magnus assumed that Ivan wanted some sort of oath, or even a signed document, but he discovered that while Ivan fully intended to have him sign a secret treaty with Russia to ensure the continuation of the alliance, on Russian terms; there was one other thing that Ivan wanted him to do.

And thus Magnus found himself joining the Tsar and the Tsarevich in a bride-show in late June, the Russian nation had sent it's most eligible, beautiful, and noble unwed girls to Moscow, and the three men would choose a wife a piece from amongst the group.

As distasteful as Magnus, and the Tsarevich found all this, never the less each man selected their new brides and the three couples were married in a joint ceremony in the recently constructed Cathedral of the Intercession of the Most Holy Theotokos on the Moat[2].

The Tsar married one Anna Koltovskaya[3], the Tsarevich selected one Marfa Sobakina[4], and Magnus chose Eudoxia Saburova[5].

While the Tsar seemed content with his choice, the Tsarevich's new wife seemed a bit on the sickly side, and in Magnus's case he shared neither a language or a religion with his new wife.

Never the less with the wedding and bedding done, Magnus and Eudoxia departed Moscow with a small retune and a number of wedding gifts from the Tsar, some of which would still be part of the Danish Royal Collection well into the modern era.

Magnus left Russia, intending to return to secure Livonia with Russian forces, but this time he was hoping to bring Danish troops and subvert Russian control of the war-effort and take Livonia in his own right.

But first he needed to secure his place in the Danish succession, and pray that his younger brother John II, Duke of Schleswig-Holstein-Sonderburg wasn't the type to play the usurper.

The boat trip back to Denmark was uneventful, spent by Magnus mostly teaching his new Russian wife to speak some Danish, and to consummate the match as often as he could 'rise to the occasion'. While he managed to convey to Eudoxia that he wanted a child as soon as possible, in truth it was mostly out of boredom.

The ship's arrival at the port in Copenhagen on 14 July 1570 found the Royal Party of Livonia being greeted by an official delegation of Danish nobles led by his brother, John who informed him that their brother had died a week earlier of his agonizing injuries.

Due to Denmark's succession laws still having an elective element, Frederick hadn't chosen an heir until the last possible moment on his deathbed, and with the agreement of the Danish nobility he had chosen Magnus as heir.

Thus Magnus of Holstein and Livonia found himself being proclaimed on the dock, Magnus II of Denmark.

Magnus took all this as a sign that great things were in store for him, he was a King, he had a Queen, and he could still pull off something spectacular in Livonia if he played his cards correctly.

It was good to be him on that day.



Notes:

[1] Rasputitsa is the name given to the 'muddy season' in the Russian region, a time in both Spring and Autumn when the unpaved roads of Russia literally turn into a sea of mud and become virtually impossible to traverse. This has saved Russia's bacon more than once, just like the more famous Russian Winters.

[2] More famously known as Saint Basil's Cathedral.

[3] Anna Kotovskaya was Ivan's FOURTH wife in RL, she became his third wife in this TL due to butterflies.

[4] Marfa Sobakina was Ivan's THIRD wife in RL, she married his son instead due to butterflies.

[5] Eudoxia Saburova was married to Ivan's son, Tsarevich Ivan a year later in RL, but he did consider marrying her himself at the first bride-show. However she didn't become pregnant quickly enough for the Tsar's tastes, so against the objections of his son stuffed her in a convent and she vanished from history soon afterward.
 
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Due to Denmark's succession laws still having an elective element, Frederick hadn't chosen an heir until the last possible moment on his deathbed, and with the agreement of the Danish nobility he had chosen Magnus as heir.

Thus Magnus of Holstein and Livonia found himself being proclaimed on the dock, Magnus II of Denmark.

Magnus took all this as a sign that great things were in store for him, he was a King, he had a Queen, and he could still pull off something spectacular in Livonia if he played his cards correctly.

It was good to be him on that day.
... it's all going to Hell soon, isn't it?
 
Three Queens (Pt. 4)
Three Queens (Pt. 4)
England, August 1570

-- August of 1570 in the Court of the Virgin Queen began with an introduction, namely of a Portuguese born physician, one 'Doctor Roger Lopez'[1] who had since he and his family's immigration to England from Portugal in 1559 professed the Protestant faith, and in the case of Dr. Lopez been establishing himself as a well-known physician.

Dr. Lopez came recommended by several minor lights in the Queen's Court, including his most recent client, the Earl of Leicester, and as such the Queen took note.

Especially since she had a very sick guest on her hands who really needed all the help he could get.

There were whispers about all this, after all it was painfully obvious that 'Dr. Roger Lopez' was in fact a secret Jew, and the Jews had been banned from England for centuries. However the Doctor's medical skills outweighed any Anti-Semitic feelings that the more practical members of the court had, at the moment.

Besides Dr. Lopez's meteoric rise, there was a lot going on in Elizabeth's court. The nation's political scene was seething with barely restrained factionalism, with Prince Charles sick, one of the possible candidate's to inherit Elizabeth's throne might die, and was the last living child of King Matthew I of Scotland.

The Scottish mess aside for the moment, the English succession was now in sharp focus. The Queen's French suitor, Prince Francis, Duke of Alençon was planning to return to England as soon as possible once he finished business in France, while the Earl Leicester was still here, continuing to press his suit despite the majority of the English establishment already being against Robert Dudley ever becoming the King-Consort.

In fact, a few of the Earl's enemies were already whispering in Elizabeth's ear about the Earl's 'presumption' and rumors that the investigation into the death of the Earl's wife, Amy Robsart might have missed something...

In any case it was starting to become apparent that the Earl's eagerness was beginning to irritate the Queen, not enough to get her to turn on him right away, after all the pair had been intimate friends for years now, but it was clear that in the Queen's eyes the Earl of Leicester was losing his luster.

And speaking of the French, for all their continued talk of a possible Charles/Margaret marriage, reports had reached England of the proposal from the German branch of the House of Habsburg to wed the girl to the heir to the Imperial Dignity, Archduke Rudolf of Austria.

It was such a good offer when compared to the Scottish match that few saw how it could be refused, the implications of which were obvious. A Franco/Habsburg Alliance that could easily wage war against England and Scotland, not to mention any of the other major Protestant powers of Europe.

Unless... England could tie itself into that web, keeping France at a more neutral position rather than actively working against England in such a manner.

Marrying the Duke of Alençon and allowing the House of Valois to establish an English branch of their house would go a long way to doing just that.

Then back to the Scottish matter again, the forces sent into Scotland had sent back reports of dealing with sporadic violence and minor attacks, most of the actual fighting in the Marian Civil War involved various clans trying to settle their traditional feuds with religion as the latest pretext. As a result the English Army of professionals were attacking the equivalent of mobs with better weapons than most. The first real test of this military adventure would come at Glasgow where something resembling an army was holding the city's main castle and King's Men government under siege.

Elizabeth was expecting the first reports on that effort to reach her sometime in September.


-- Queen Margaret of Scotland sat quietly in her chambers at Hatfield House, the Bible she had been reading at her desk open on 2 Corinthians 1:3 she had been reciting a few moment's prior.

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. [2]

Her son was in his own chambers, being tended to by the Jewish doctor that the English Queen had managed to scrounge up for them. The man claimed that her son was too weak for a proper blood letting, so instead Dr. Lopez was giving her son several purgatives, cutting his meals down to porridge, dried fruits, and well-watered wine, and having him go outside for fresh air when the weather was fair.

Queen Margaret wasn't sure if it was working, but her son didn't seem to be getting any worse, so mayhap he might start recovering of his own accord.

In either event she still didn't have an answer on what precisely her son's illness was; food poisoning? actual poisoning? just a flu?

Underneath the Bible in front of her was a letter from Bess of Hardwick, the latest in their correspondence about a hypothetical match between one of Bess's daughters and her son, Prince Charles.

Now she had been quite enamored with the French and their promises of Princess Margaret for the last few months, however it had been contingent on her husband securing Scotland. No one had anticipated the German Habsburg making their own offer, and one that even Margaret Douglass couldn't deny would be more likely than her son wedding a Princess of France.

Now the Hardwick match would be a solid choice, especially since her husband really did need the money from the dowry since the war was starting to strain the royal coffers. However the Hardwick match would run into the same problem that all the offers from other English nobles came with, that Queen Elizabeth of England would have to sign off on it for the marriage to be valid for dynastic inheritance, and keeping her son in line for the English throne was paramount in Margaret's mind.

That is... If he recovered.

Margaret quietly closed her Bible shut, she wasn't finding much consolation in the Lord at the moment. The thought that was on her mind was on the other other Queen in England, one Mary Stewart who undeniable had the blood of her eldest son on her hands and, if her poison fears were correct, was a suspect in this attempt on her younger son.

Mary Stewart was in Hardwick's custody... And Queen Margaret found herself reaching for her writing utensils, thinking about how to phrase her reply without being too overt...


-- And thus as August began to turn into September, the English court received some unexpected news.

One set came from a representative of Queen Jeanne III of Navarre, that little Protestant Kingdom wedged in-between France and Spain and had royalty with extensive lands in France as French vassals. The news came in the form of an offer for a marriage between herself and Henri de Bourbon, the heir to the Navarrese throne and a man already making waves as a successful military commander in the on-going religious wars in France.

With this offer on the table, along with the anticipated return of Prince Francis and an English court eagerly awaiting word from Scotland. A messenger from Dublin arrived and Elizabeth found herself muttering, "God gives Men trials, He gives me Irishmen."


Notes:

[1] Dr. Roger Lopez is the Anglicized name of one Dr. Roderigo Lopez, a Crypto-Jew who in RL came to Elizabeth's court much later. The illness of Prince Charles, Duke of Rothesay caused Dr. Lopez to be recommended much earlier.

[2] This comes from the RL New King James Version of the Bible, I know this isn't historically accurate to this TL, but I am unsure WHAT version of the Bible that would be available to Margaret at this time. Not to mention that most translations are pretty similar when it comes to this particular verse.
 
What seems like an attempt to arrange the murder of Mary by Bess of Hardwick? What could possibly go wrong with that?

I wonder what in particular has gone on in Ireland.
 
A Most Scandinavian Mess (Pt. 5)
A Most Scandinavian Mess (Pt. 5)
Sweden, July to August, 1570

-- As reports of the invasion of Swedish occupied Livonia began slithering it's way to Stockholm, the Swedish King spent much of his time alternating between the Polish Ambassador, his Polish Wife, and her Polish Priests, albeit the last one he at least tried to keep secret.

Needless to say the rumors of John III being a secret Catholic were amplified ten-fold, in several quarters it had become an accepted fact, and one that actually was true for once.

Even the fact that most of the discussions with the ambassadorial party from the recently legally united 'Commonwealth of Poland and Lithuania' were about the Livonian War and entailed a much needed alliance between Sweden and Poland did little to stem the 'Papist' rumors.

Discontent among the noble and merchant classes that had supported the rise of the Vasa dynasty in the first place was growing by leaps and bounds, but what was holding back the tide was that the King had yet to make the first move.

Even in a nation that had effectively thrown out a legitimate (if foreign) dynasty in favor of a homegrown one, overthrowing a monarch was a touchy business that required a good reason, the nobility to sign off on it, and military support.

Then among those few who were thinking such seditious thoughts there was the matter of who you replaced John with. His son? His insane brother? The ambitious brother? The OTHER insane brother (who they had already thrown out in the first place), or maybe the OTHER insane brother's (sort-of) Morganatic children?

In many respects the Kingdom of Sweden (and bits of Livonia) was a powder keg waiting for someone to cause a spark.

Then there was the OTHER war that Sweden was still, technically, fighting. The Northern Seven Years War, which by the look of things would be entering it's EIGHTH year soon enough since the negotiations had effectively stopped.

With Magnus II on the Danish throne, and already committed to the Livonian War there was little point in trying for a treaty, however there was still some hope of a truce.

There were rumors that the Holy Roman Emperor was interested in serving as an arbitrator, both John III and Charles, Duke of Södermanland knew that this rumor was true. The Emperor had made the offer earlier in the year, however what with Frederick II getting himself killed and the Emperor dealing with his sister's death and that Imperial Diet of his put the kibosh on that plan.

It wasn't helping that John was married to the sister of the man who had gone of his way to make Catherine von Habsburg's life a waking misery and had been planning his latest marriage while she was still alive.

When word reached Sweden of both the siege at Reval, and Magnus II being formally accepted as King of Denmark, with a Russian bride at his side no less, John III signed off on the alliance with the Commonwealth, while at the same time sending Magnus a polite, but short congratulatory note on becoming a King, and a suggestion that they agree to a truce (not a Treaty, a Truce) in the 'Most Calamitous War' that was started 'by our brothers, under the influence of ill advisors' for at least two years.

Pausing the 'Northern Seven Years War' would cause some friction with Sweden's new ally no doubt, however King John III was at great pains to reassure the Polish ambassador that this only covered a war that Poland was not involved in, the Livonian War would Sweden commit itself in full to the fight.

As July began to turn to August, John found himself feeling rather good about himself.

While Sweden had taken a serious beating, and had effectively lost Norway, they could still hold onto Estonia. Not to mention that his pet theologians were making great headway on that prayer book he planned to introduced in the next year or so.

And his wife, his 44 year old wife had good news as well.

Catherine Jagiellon was pregnant again.

So really everything was going just great.
 
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