maria of austria
“I am afraid I know no better news of the English King than you, Your Highness.” Juan was straight to the point as he addressed Maria, standing with his arms folded. The elder infanta had always been perceptive, and he had never seen any reason to sugarcoat or mince words with her. “I think that many at this court fear the worst, but are too afraid to say so. I am ashamed to say that even after nearly two months in this court, the young king’s constitution remains a mystery even to me.” He sighed and then offered Maria a wan smile. “At this moment, it is your constitution which intrigues me more. Your travels were comfortable, I trust?”













