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I intend to cover the entire reign of Queen Victoria

1842

The queen chose Albert after all. When England and Victoria met him again the brothers were different men. Albert however was the handsomest. He is tall with beautiful brown hair, a good body, and perfect blue eyes.

She and the prince were married in 1840 in a simple ceremony. The queen wore white while the prince wore a red coat with white trousers. Trousers that accentuate the prince's legs. The queen soon became pregnant and princess Victoria also known as Vicky was born.

England would have be okay with a queen to follow Victoria but a year later the queen became pregnant again. This time for the first time in nearly 80 years, a male heir was born. The baby boy was christened Albert Edward.

"For the first time in generation everything feels perfect," England wrote in his diary. "We have a happily married couple with two beautiful children and a fairly stable country." Just as he finished writing the sentence he heard a door slam. He dropped his pen and peaked his head outside his door.

"How dare you Albert! How could you speak to dearest Lezhen like that!: The queen was furious. England had seen her fits before and knew to approach with care. He found the couple arguing outside of the nursery.

"Can't you see our little girl wasting away? All she has been eating is broth! It is all in the fault of the Baroness." Albert was also furious and rightly so. The princess Vicky's health had been fragile lately. They looked at England and continued their row.

"Go back in there and apologize to Lezhen at once!"

"I will never! That woman tells me how to run my own home."

"Who do you think you speak to? Who do you think you are?"

"I am the prince and your husband."

"I should have never married you! Everyone was right." Victoria turned her back on Albert.

"If our child dies it is on your soul." Albert turned away and Victoria walked back into the nursery. As England went after Albert he saw Victoria being embraced in the arms of Lezhen.

Albert made his way into the office of his most trusted advisor Baron Von Stockmar. Stockmar has been at the English court during the regency when king Leopold of Belgium was married to princess Charlotte. Now Stockmar was accompanying Albert.

"I cannot believe this Stockmar! She is under the spell of Lezhen." Albert sat down feeling defeated.

"My prince we must allow the princess to regain her sense for the moment. As I have warned before to not bring out the rage in her," Stockmar warned.

"I have made my mind up. If the Baroness stays I shall not see Victoria again."

"Never again?" Stockmar asks. "My prince this is a very serious promise. There are only two children in the nursery and you still have a duty to perform not just for Britain but for Coburg. It was you who told me that you wanted a royal family that was closely connected yes?" Albert nodded.

"If Victoria loved me then she will do what is right and dismiss that woman." Albert got up and left the room. England followed him into the hall.

"Do you love her?" England asked. Albert stopped and turned around. "Do you love my queen?" Albert sighed and kept walking away.

As it turned out Lezhen decided to leave. She packed her bags and left for Germany. The queen watched her leave with Albert and her mother.

"She will always be a part of my life," Victoria said. Victoria sighed and left the window. She went into the nursery and checked on the prince and princess.

"Mama look at this," Albert held up a mathamatical device to the duchess of Kent.

"What is it?" she asked.

"It will help with the princes arithmetic," Albert boasted.

"Arithmetic? Oh but he is just a babe. Shouldn't he be playing with horses or toy soldiers?" the duchess asked.

"Oh but why not start early with his education? I have already spoke to the queen about it." He walked into the nursery.

"German princess always wanting to make everything so serious," the duchess joked. England smiled and followed them into the nursery.

1901

Very early in the morning England and the queen took breakfast. As the queen set down her tea she asked him a question.

"How is my dear Vicky doing?"

"Vicky? The dowager empress is doing well. We should expect a letter soon from Germany."

"She was always Alberts favorite. I could never see past that."

In truth princess Vicky was very ill. She was diagnosed with cancer two years ago and now mostly stayed on couches or her bed. Her son was now ruling Germany as Wilhelm II. England began to remember the children. The many years when there were young ones running around the palace and the years when he watched them grow up. Only the baby Beatrice could say she felt loved. England's mind began to think about the lives of the other eight children. Three of which are no longer with them.