The day after his birthday Ferdinand III of Aragon and VI of Castile was ready to declare Valladolid is favorite’s place in the world, among the laughters of Alonso and Ferrante, as five days spent in company of the enchanting Isabella of Portugal had made Ferdinand completely forget his sulking and any antipathy for Castile. He had spent as much time as possible talking, playing or riding together with his future bride, who was prettier than the portrait in the medallion and very nice and gentle and luckily looked to be pleased with him as he was with her. Still Ferdinand was grateful for having found Isabella also for other reasons: she was so gentle and comprensive and once he had confided to her what he wanted to do had absolutely supported him and offered to go with him to Tordesillas, for meeting his mother and sister and to talk about that to Germaine, who had been neither angry or worried for that request, but had immediately called Ferrante and the two Alonso (as the Regent of Aragon had reached the others for few days, as he do not wanted miss his half-nephew’s birthday and wanted meet Cisneros and the young Isabella) planning that secret excursion and that morning had wished them a good journey and good luck for their little adventure as she would remain behind and keep occupied Cardinal Cisneros and the other Castilian nobles.
Isabella was riding near to Fernando, trying to conceal her nervousness and curiosity as she was both curious and terrorised of meeting her aunt Juana, the Mad Queen of Castile, as they called her. She fervently hoped who everything would go well, more for Fernando’s sake than her own, and to meet also little Catalina, so she would be able to tell something about his own betrothed to her brother Joao, after returning home.
They had planned to spend only few hours in Tordesillas but in the end they had departed the next day just in time for returning to Valladolid before the night, remaining at Tordesillas for the night, Isabella sharing Catalina’s bed as the two girls, cousins and soon sisters-in-law, had struck immediately a friendship who would last for all their lives. Fernando had returned to Valladolid quite shaken and Germaine, Isabella, Ferrante and the two Alonso had spent half of the night comforting him as the young King was distraught for the discovery of his father and grandfather’s cruelty. In the end Germaine had remembered to her beloved son who now he was King and of age and would be able to do soon something for his true mother and sister, if he wanted and that had reassured the young King, who had wowed to himself who he would have spent his next birthday, the last one without Isabella at his side, in Valladolid with Germaine, Juana and little Catalina.