Soundtrack:
Otto Nicolai - Die lustigen Weiber von Windsor - Overture
*Binche, Hainaut* *we see the Gilles in carnival dress making their way through the streets, throwing oranges at the onlookers* *among the onlookers on a balcony overlooking the thoroughfare is the young King of the Belgians, Léopold II* *a cheer goes up as the king holds up an orange indicating that he was struck with one [1]* *he grins as he throws the orange back to the Gilles*
*cut to Venice* *inside the Doge's Palace, a bal masqué is taking place* *we see that Frankie is dressed as Admiral Vettor Pisani [2], or at least a Romantic era imagining of him would look* *and he is opening the floor with Louise de Mérode, Duchess of Leuchtenberg [3]*
Louise: it is a pity that the duchess of Pettau [4] will not return to the city.
Frankie: *soberly* there is not money or conquest enough that would make me order her here, Madame. Not after what she experienced being torn from her home as she was
Louise: the work of brutes, sire... one would almost think that she was the princesse de Lamballe and they wished to parade her head down the streets.
Frankie: *nods*
Louise: on a lighter note, I am told that Max owes his appointment as governor of Venice to you.
Frankie: hardly. I simply suggested a few names, and now, with his brother-in-law uniting Modena and Milan, it makes sense to Vienna to appoint him.
Louise: he doesn't know the city much-
Frankie: as opposed to some Hungarian or Bohemian courtier Metternich would send? *laughs* I had that when Count Erdödy [5] arrived after my...unplanned departure...he wrote back to Vienna saying "streets flooded, please advise".
*the pair laugh*
Louise: you don't think Metternich finds him objectionable
Frankie: I
know Metternich does. I'm sure he had some bastard third cousin of a toady of his lined up for the post. But I also know he can't help himself when it comes to my family.
Louise: oh?
Frankie: Metternich is caught up in a little twisted game where he
needs to be the voyeur to everything my family does. I apologize in advance for the inconvenience, Madame-
Louise: the inconvenience of my husband and father of my children being nailed to the floor for longer than six months? *laughs*
Frankie: I always said he should've joined the navy. He spends so much time on a ship and away from home, it would've been oddly suitable.
Louise: Bavaria doesn't have a navy.
Frankie: touché. -however, the best remedy for Metternich's curiosity about my family is to allow him to satisfy it. What better way for this to happen than for them to remain in the public eye? He grumbles about us, despises us even, but if I had died at any point...what
would he have done with all that time he devotes to pointlessly wondering "what did I do that for?" By these appointments- Walewski at the foreign office, Cousin Jérôme in Trieste, Max here- Metternich can take credit for us being
loyal to the regime by simple dint of the fact that we are
not plotting or intriguing to overthrow the government. It takes
so little to make an old man happy *smiles*
Louise: *looks at Marmont talking to a serious looking Max de Beauharnais* it seems you've made
two happy.
Frankie: I promised him that I would find a replacement and I promised you I would let your husband stay home. Who would've thought a Bonaparte could be a man of his word?
Louise: *laughs as waltz ends and they leave the floor*
Frankie: but I do have an interest in the news from Brussels. Stephan mentions that the late king's estate has hit a hiccup.
Louise: several, sire. There's the...very awkward situation about his marriage and his heirs. Not to mention his property.
Frankie: well, I doubt that Princess Charlotte is going to rise from her grave to contest the inheritance.
Louise: as your Majesty is no doubt aware, there is the matter of the properties that Princess Charlotte's mother acquired in Italy. The villa on Lake Como, for instance-
Frankie: little ways down the street- figuratively- from Marianne and Gustaf's place- isn't it?
Louise: of course.
Frankie: why is it a problem?
Louise: it was left to Princess Charlotte by her mother. A sort of wedding present. When Princess Charlotte died, and her mother shortly after, there was no one to contest Léopold inheriting it. That's to say nothing of the estates that he managed to acquire in Switzerland and Austria.
Frankie: and now there is?
Louise: Comtesse Montgomery is staking her claim.
Frankie: you say that as though I should recognize the name
Louise: née Karoline Bauer.
Frankie: the actress?
Louise: one and the same. She's pointing to the fact that, as the king's
widow she feels she should derive some satisfaction from the king.
Frankie: widow implies marriage...I always understood that it was an...arrangement like Amalie and I have.
Louise: not quite, sire. Baron Stockmar dealt with the marriage. It was a private affair, discreet. Clearly morganatic. But happen it did. And now not only does poor Queen Louise have to deal with having had her husband murdered in the street, she is faced with the question of whether her children are legitimate or not.
Frankie: and what has been the consensus?
Louise: the Belgian parliament accept the king and queen's marriage as in good faith. So does the pope. The only person that disputes it as the Comtesse Montgomery. She believes that she deserves those estates acquired from Princess Charlotte and before he became king of the Belgians.
Frankie: *pinches nose to stem a headache*
Louise: that's not the only wrinkle. There is the king's maïtresse-en-titre, Mademoiselle Claret
Frankie: the one he took to Frankfurt with him?
Louise: and her two children [6].
Frankie: her
husband's children.
Louise: the late king's will acknowledged them as his, although it wasn't clear what provision should be made for them, if any, just that it should.
Frankie: *exasperated* I said it to my half-brother when he came to beg money from my father's will and I say it again: I dislike how dead people believe that, once they have wasted their lives, feel that they have some claim upon the earnings of the living.
*cut to Windsor Castle* *Queen Victoria is in the drawing room with her children, her mother, the Dowager Duchess of Kent, and Grand Duchess Anna Feodorovna [Juliane of Coburg]* *Prince Albert enters and sits down next to Victoria*
Albert: *whispering to Victoria while their aunt is speaking* George is waiting outside: he would like to speak with you.
Victoria: which George?
Albert: Cambridge George.
Victoria: why's he waiting outside like a petitioning Scotsman. Tell him to come inside.
Albert: he wishes to speak with you.
Privately.
*cut to another room* *George of Cambridge is pacing up and down restlessly when Victoria enters*
Victoria: *warmly* George
George: *bows* your Majesty
Victoria: Albert tells me that you wish to speak with me?
George: *blurts* I wish to marry, your Majesty.
Victoria: *sits down* well...straight to the point. How refreshing.
George: I saw no reason to beat around the bush
Victoria: is this a request that I find you a bride? *pauses* or do I sense that this is more informing me that my decision on the matter is neither here nor there.
George: *fidgets nervously* *then squares his shoulders* I thought it best...to avoid the unpleasantness such as plagued the Gloucesters in the reign of our grandfather...to inform your Majesty that I wish to make this marriage.
Victoria: *nods* well...that is for the best. Have you written to Uncle Ernst about it?
George: I have.
Victoria: and?
George: he thinks its high time that I
do. And while he doesn't approve of my choice, he, his children and grandchildren send their hearty congratulations on the matter.
Victoria: *muses* it seems I have a conundrum. If Uncle Ernst doesn't approve, I suspect I shall like her very much. And if he congratulates you I gather she is not a papist or a liberal.
George: your Majesty already does.
Victoria: you presume to tell your queen what she does or does not do, George?
George: *stammering* I meant, your Majesty, that I hope that your good will towards her will continue, notwithstanding.
Victoria: so she is someone I already know and apparently...already like...don't keep me in suspense, George.
George: Miss Adeline de Horsey, your Majesty.
Victoria: is she a relation of the duke of Wellington's protégé?
George: Lieutenant de Horsey's sister, madam.
Victoria: and you are decided on this matter? That you will marry her with or without my permission?
George: yes, your Majesty.
Victoria: *holds hand out for George to kiss* then you have my permission, George. And I wish you and Miss de Horsey
every happiness [7], *once George has left* *looks up at the crêpe covered portrait of Uncle Leopold* *sharply* at least he didn't decide to marry some damned actress like you did.
*fade to black*
[1] The tradition of throwing oranges at members of the crowd is done in good spirit and not out of aggression, and to be hit was traditionally considered something to be proud of. Some even say that it's a sign of good fortune to follow
[2]
Vettor Pisani
there's a certain "irony" in the seemingly patriotic choice of costume. Pisani was likewise thrown in jail (by the Venetians), like Frankie was by Metternich, and let out when the state needed him.
[3] Louise de Mérode married Max de Beauharnais in Chapter
I Can-Can You? and we last saw her as a spectator to the king of France's coronation in Chapter
A New Created World. It's not exactly clear what she does when Frankie packs Max off overseas on an ambassadorial jaunt, but I suspect she isn't just being a wallflower. Given the fact that her husband is (technically) a French peer (duc de Navarre, marquis de Beauharnais), her being at court defending his interests is not impossible
[4] Emperor Franz settled this duchy on Frankie's Amalie before he died. Whether it was as an encouragement to his grandson to marry her or because he simply wished to provide for Frankie's children (per the Congress of Vienna, Reichstadt is only transmissable down the legitimate line)
[5]
This guy. While I can't gage what type of intelligence/capabilities Erdödy had (he was only in power from March to April 1848), fact of the matter is that anybody who Metternich appoints is likely to be even more clueless
[6] while Léopold's children by Arcadie Claret, Madame Meyer were only born in 1849 and 1852 OTL, he met her in 1842/1844 already. No reason that he couldn't have fathered kids earlier
[7] while OTL Victoria despised Adeline and refused to receive her at court, this was only due to the earl of Cardigan's carryings-on with the lady in question. The girl was a débutante at court in 1846 and there is no sign of animus when Victoria sent her congratulations on Adeline's engagement to D. Carlos, Conde de Montemolin (TTL king consort of Spain). While she and Ernst would likely have preferred that George marry a princess, the fact that he is moving further back in the succession with each passing birth makes it less and less likely. Adeline's brothers didn't suffer from Victoria's dislike, with the one in question (Wellington's protégé) ending up as the queen's aide-de-camp and the other in service to Bertie OTL. At this point, Adeline's still a respectable girl from a respectable family (unlike George's OTL live-in-wife). The match will obviously be morganatic by Hannoverian standards though, but George's children will still be in the British line of succession