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Noble Blood, a production of iHeartRadio and Grim and Mild from Aaron Menke. Listener discretion advised. In Custrin, a fortified castle in the German countryside, a woman paced nervously, pregnant with her fifth child. She was waiting on news about her husband. Things were bad back in Prague, the city they'd lived in for just over a year. It was under siege, with Catholic armies closing in on all sides. She hadn't wanted to leave her husband. But rising tensions paired with her growing physical vulnerability made staying impossible. And so she fled to this castle 50 miles outside Berlin. When word finally came, it was exactly what she had feared. Things had not gone their way. Her husband was no longer the King of Bohemia, which meant that she was no longer the queen. She had been Queen of Bohemia for just one year, a year of ruling a kingdom that had never quite, quite accepted her. And her husband, watching as he navigated political waters so treacherous that they'd ultimately pulled them both under one calendar year and it was already over. How had it come to this? How had a princess born into one of Europe's most powerful families ended up in exile, waiting for news of a kingdom lost? I'm Dana Schwartz and this is Noble Blood. In previous episodes, we've discussed King James I of England, James VI of Scotland, the son of Mary, Queen of Scots, and he is a fascinating man with a whole host of adult eccentricities and superstitions. But today we're looking at the life of his daughter, Elizabeth. She was born into royalty, the subject of a botched kidnapping plot in her childhood. Elizabeth's life was dramatic from the beginning, but perhaps no period of her life was more chaotic than the 12 months she and her husband spent as King and Queen of Bohemia. They would forever be known as the Winter King and Queen because their reign lasted for only one calendar year. But it's hardly fair to blame them. They were set up to fail and let down by on all sides, including by the royal bloodline that was Elizabeth's Birthright. Elizabeth Stuart, aka the Winter Queen, was born in 1596 to the king and Queen of Scotland, her father, then known as James VI. Her mother, Anne of Denmark. In 1603, when Elizabeth was still a child, her father became King James I of England. Uniting the Scottish and English crowns. 7 year old Elizabeth was moved from Scotland down to England and placed in the care of family friends. By this point, religious tensions in England had reached a fever pitch. Catholics and Protestants were locked in deadly conflict and plots to remove James from power seemed endless. The most famous being 1605's Gunpowder Plot, in which conspirators planned to assassinate King James and the Protestant aristocracy kidnap 9 year old Elizabeth and install her as a puppet Catholic queen. Luckily for the young princess, the plot fell through. That brief terror aside, Elizabeth's childhood was relatively normal. At the end of 1608, when she was 12 years old, she took up residence at court and there she deepened her bond with her brilliant older brother, Henry, whom she worshipped. She was an excellent student and letter writer, fluent in multiple languages, though notably not Latin, as her father, James believed it made women cunning. By her teenage years, Elizabeth had become one of the most eligible brides in Europe. Kings, princes and heirs across the Continent threw their hats in the proverbial ring. But her father would make the final call. A royal marriage was far too valuable a political tool to leave to chance or teenage sentiment. Eventually, a frontrunner emerged Frederick V, Count Palatine of the Rhine. The match offered significant advantages. It would cement an alliance between England and the Protestant union, a coalition of German princes and free cities led by the Palatinate. James envisioned himself as Europe's peacemaker, and this marriage fit perfectly into his broader diplomatic vision. A Count Palatine isn't exactly a king, but he still had a court and a swatch of land under his control, which made it a pretty good match. And Elizabeth actually fell in love with Frederick, which wasn't required of her, but was definitely a nice change of pace. More importantly, her beloved brother Henry approved of the match and grew close with Frederick himself. But before Elizabeth and Frederick could wed, tragedy struck. In late 1612, Prince Henry died suddenly, most likely of typhoid fever. Elizabeth was devastated. Her brother had been her hero and her closest confidant, and now he was gone. Queen Anne saw an opportunity to push for a different husband for her daughter. She thought Frederick was a subpar choice, but Elizabeth stood firm. The two were married On Valentine's Day 1613, in a ceremony so extravagant it nearly bankrupted King James. Elizabeth joined Frederick's electoral court in Heidelberg, where she received a warm welcome. They had three children there and amassed a menagerie of animals. And by all accounts, they were genuinely happy together. But conflict was brewing across the Continent and the young family would soon find itself collateral damage. Europe was being torn apart by religious wars, and the Bohemian Palatinate sat at the center of the storm. Bohemia was part of the Holy Roman Empire, but it was also its own kingdom. It was essentially an aristocratic republic, where nobles elected their monarch. In March 1619, Holy Roman Emperor Matthias died. Holy Roman Emperors were also elected by the rulers of its constituent kingdoms. They voted that his heir should be Archduke Ferdinand, a Habsburg like Matthias had been. Ferdinand had been crowned King of Bohemia two years earlier, but he was a fervent Catholic who had ruthlessly targeted Protestants in his home territory. The Bohemian Protestant nobles faced an impossible accept Ferdinand both as King of Bohemia and as Holy Roman Emperor, or take extreme measures and depose him of the former. They chose deposition. They also chose to throw a few of his regents out a Council room window in what's now known as the Defenestration of Prague. It was more symbolic than anything, but it got the message across. The people were ready for change. And when the Bohemian throne needed a new occupant, they turned to the handsome young noble, married to an English and Protestant Princess. In 1619, Frederick was offered the throne of Bohemia. He hesitated. Accepting the throne would change everything. But would it be for better or for worse? What the couple couldn't have known at the time was that it was far more than just an offer of a throne. It was a trap disguised as an opportunity. When Frederick received word that the Bohemian nobles wanted him as their king, he panicked. Away from home, he sent an urgent letter to his wife, Elizabeth, asking for her advice. Her response was characteristically supportive. This must be God's will. And whatever he decided, she'd stand by her husband. But standing by Frederick proved challenging because he genuinely couldn't make up his mind. It was a very risky offer. Accepting the Bohemian throne could cost Frederick his existing position as Count Palatine, possibly even cost him his life. The Catholic Habsburgs wouldn't take kindly to being deposed and replaced by this young outsider. And Frederick would be surrounded by hostile forces with uncertain support from his Protestant allies. Yet refusing the crown meant abandoning Bohemian Protestants to persecution and ignoring what some saw as a divine calling to defend his faith. Frederick spiraled, imagining all the ways the situation could go sideways. A Protestant monarch dropped into hostile Catholic territory. How could that even work? What would happen to his family if everything collapsed? But Frederick also felt the weight of religious obligation. God chose kings and kings had responsibilities to their faith and their people. No matter the cost, Elizabeth continued to assure her husband that she would support his choice. The trouble was, he still couldn't decide. He fired off letters to everyone he knew asking for opinions. His mother's advice was, don't risk your own inheritance for some foreign adventure. His father in law, King James, stayed silent for weeks, though word filtered back that he thought the whole thing was reckless. The Archbishop of Canterbury saw it as a righteous duty. Most of Frederick's advisors urged caution, but a few close friends pushed him to accept. Frederick consulted the Protestant Union. They all said yes. So did the Dutch. So did his uncle. He ordered special prayers in every church in his territories, hoping for divine clarity. When the Bohemian representatives finally showed up, expecting their answer, Frederick explained that he was still waiting to hear from his father in law, the King of England. The representatives told him bluntly that if he couldn't decide immediately, they would elect someone else. His hand now forced, Frederick accepted the throne immediately. He started second guessing himself, especially with regards to where Elizabeth should go. Maybe she should go back to England for her safety, or stay in Heidelberg, in the home they'd loved so dearly. Elizabeth shut down both ideas instantly. She was going with her husband, of course. End of discussion. The two youngest children would stay behind with Frederick's mother, since they were too small for such a long journey. But their eldest son, Frederick Henry, would come with his parents. Finally, as the couple was preparing to leave, King James finally weighed in. In James mind, Frederick had acted hastily and without permission. He was willing to chalk it up to youthful exuberance, but the King wouldn't commit to any support until he was convinced the election was lawful. He certainly wasn't dragging England into a potentially unjust and even more importantly, fruitless war, even for a son in law. The couple left for Prague without James express blessing, but hopeful for the chance to do some good. Frederick was crowned King of Bohemia on November 4, 1619. Elizabeth was crowned queen three days later. In December, she gave birth to their fourth child, a boy named Rupert. Initially, the couple was met with goodwill and mostly open arms. But the honeymoon period was incredibly brief, followed immediately by a culture clash. Frederick was a strict Calvinist, which alienated both Catholics and many non Catholics who had hoped for a more moderate Protestant ruler. His chaplain ordered the removal of Catholic statues and icons from churches. When a particularly revered crucifix was removed from from a bridge overnight, citizens marched on the castle demanding its return. The new king had no choice but to back down. Elizabeth was presented with her own set of problems. She and the Bohemian court ladies around her could barely communicate. She spoke very little German, while the Bohemian court ladies knew almost no French or English. Elizabeth was unfamiliar with local customs, inadvertently offending various nobility right and left. And in general, people were scandalized by her low cut dresses and by the irregular hours she kept, and by her roving menagerie of pets, including dogs and monkeys that followed her everywhere. She made genuine attempts to connect with her subjects and. But it seemed like everything she did rubbed people the wrong way. Meanwhile, the political situation deteriorated by the day. The Catholic Habsburgs had no intention of accepting their removal from power. The Emperor demanded Frederick Abdicate within 30 days. Frederick made things worse, replying that as Elector Palatine he outranked the the Emperor, not the other way around. Then Frederick took Elizabeth hunting, apparently unconcerned about the armies currently massing against them. But he should have been concerned. Frederick had left the Palatinate relatively undefended and European Powers were choosing sides. An assortment of different Catholic armies began to target the Bohemian king, setting the stage for the beginning of the Thirty Years War, one of the deadliest conflicts in European history. In August 1620, Elizabeth's new English secretary arrived in Prague and within two weeks was sending alarmed reports back to London about the dangerous, almost desperate situation. Half of Frederick's court didn't seem to grasp the the danger. The other half understood perfectly well and had already given hope of resisting the Habsburg Holy Roman Emperor. In September, Spanish forces had entered the Palatinate with 25,000 troops. Frederick's mother fled with the grandchildren that she had been watching. Elizabeth wrote desperately to her brother Charles, begging him to convince them, their father to make good on his promise not to let the Palatinate be taken. But, as ever, King James was slow to respond. Catholic armies were closing in on Prague. Despite her advanced pregnancy, Elizabeth refused to leave her husband's side until growing concern for hers and the baby's safety forced her to take baby Rupert and flee. And so Elizabeth found herself pacing in that cold castle outside Berlin, heavily pregnant with a baby in tow, waiting for news from Frederick, news about whether they'd lost everything already. When that news arrived, her worst fears were confirmed. On November 8, 1620, Frederick's forces made their standards stand on White Mountain, a low plateau just outside Prague. Believing that their enemy wouldn't risk a winter attack. They were wrong. In a couple hours time, the Catholic armies crushed Frederick's forces and the capital surrendered immediately. The defeat was complete. Frederick's reign had lasted exactly 1 year and 44 days. The Palatinate was occupied, Prague was gone. All Elizabeth and Frederick had left was each other and whatever future they could salvage from the ruins. They had gone from royal family to refugees in the blink of an Eye. On January 6, 1621, at Custran Castle outside Berlin, Elizabeth gave birth to a son named Maurice. The delivery was surprisingly quick and uncomplicated, a small mercy after everything she'd endured. But there would be no returning to Prague. The military defeat had made that impossible, and the Palatinate was now occupied by Catholic forces. They had nowhere to go, no home to return to. They were royals humiliated in exile. Then the Prince of Orange extended an invitation, and in spring 1621, Elizabeth arrived at the Hague with barely any attendants. The Dutch city would be her home for the next 40 years. Exile didn't really slow her down. Over the following years, she had eight more children, four sons and four daughters, bringing her total to 13. And motherhood didn't stop her from trying to extract Frederick from the political disaster that they had stumbled into. The dynamic of their marriage had now shifted. Where she had once deferred to him, she now became something closer to an equal partner, maybe even a stronger partner. Frederick spiraled easily into despair. But Elizabeth had a talent for winning people over. Her supporters in Germany and England responded to her energy and determination in ways they didn't respond to her husband's gloom. She was striking, charming, and seemed utterly unwilling to accept defeat. People grew to see her as the embodiment of Protestant resistance. Elizabeth launched a correspondence campaign that never let up. She wrote letters constantly advocating for her family's rights, pressing anyone with influence to support their cause, arguing their case to anyone who would listen at all. Her charms and persistence made her far more effective than Frederick at maintaining their network of allies. And despite everything, she refused to abandon her royal lifestyle. She may not have been a queen, but she was still the daughter of a king before financial constraints forced serious cutbacks. Their household continued to go all out, with lavish hunting parties, theatrical performances and elaborate dinners. But by 1623, Frederick had been stripped of even his electoral title, which the Emperor transferred to Maximilian of Bavaria. The couple lost their territories, their titles and their income. Everything. But Elizabeth kept writing letters, kept making connections, kept insisting their rights would eventually be restored. Then, in 1632, Frederick fell sick while traveling. An infection had been weakening him for weeks, and he died Nov. 29, before he returned home. He was only 36. When Elizabeth got the news, she collapsed with grief and took to her bed. She was 37 years old, with 10 living children, and suddenly, entirely on her own. Charles, her younger brother, who was now King Charles I of England, begged her to come home, but she wouldn't hear of it. Returning to England would mean abandoning all claims to the Palatinate for herself and her children. She had come too far and sacrificed too much to give up now. So she stayed in the Netherlands. She and Frederick had built a country house a few years earlier, and she spent increasing amounts of time there. She also became a patron of the arts and commissioned portraits honoring Frederick's memory. She doubled down on her letter writing, advocating for her family's rightful claims, arranging marriages for her children, lobbying for more support Between Frederick's death and her own death three decades later, she buried four more of her children. Her son, Charles Louis, did eventually regain the electorship in 1648, but even that victory didn't entice Elizabeth to leave the Hague. In 1649, her brother Charles was executed by English revolutionaries. The news pushed Elizabeth further into isolation. Her relationships with most of her Children were tense. Later accounts would criticize her as emotionally distant, though by the standards of 17th century royalty, she was probably typical. Even today, British royalty isn't known for being warm and fuzzy with their offspring. Elizabeth prioritized letter writing and political maneuvering, although in later years she was apparently quite fond of spending time with her grandchildren. By her final decade, the world had changed around her. The Thirty Years War had ended, reshaping Europe entirely. The militant Protestant ideals she had championed in her youth had no place in this new order. She had become a relic, someone who belonged to an earlier era with no country that truly felt like home. And then, in 1660, the Stuarts were restored to the throne in the form of Elizabeth's nephew, who became King Charles ii. As soon as he became King of England, he began pressing Elizabeth to come home. After more than 40 years away, Elizabeth finally agreed. She arrived in England in May 1661, no longer a fresh faced newlywed, but now a widow in her 60s, with a hell of a lot of life behind her. She found London well suited to her new life and decided not to return to the Netherlands. Her second chance at English life would be brief. In January 1662, she came down with pneumonia. Elizabeth died just after midnight on February 13, 1662, the day before her wedding anniversary. Her death didn't make much of a splash. She was estranged from many of her children, and most Londoners knew her only as the mother of Rupert, the famous military commander. On February 17, when her coffin left Somerset House for burial, Rupert was the only one of her sons present for the funeral procession to Westminster Abbey. She was laid to rest near her beloved brother Henry, in the family vault where her grandmother, Mary, Queen of Scots, was also buried. Elizabeth Stuart is mostly forgotten now, remembered if she's remembered at all for her comically short reign. She's often portrayed as a romantic, tragic figure, the Winter Queen who lost everything. But that story misses important details. Frederick and Elisabeth's decision to accept the Bohemian crown helped ignite the 30 years war, which devastated Central Europe and left 8 million dead. Elizabeth has often been scapegoated for her husband's bad decision making, accused of pushing him to accept the crown out of her own personal ambition or sense of entitlement. But consider her life's trajectory. At age 9, conspirators had plotted to kidnap her and install her as a puppet queen. Instead, she helped to choose her own crown as an adult and then watched it vanish in 12 months. She was a woman who refused, refused to accept defeat, who fought for decades against impossible odds who maintained her dignity even as everything crumbled around her. The sheer force of will she demonstrated in defending her ideals and her family's interests with almost no resources, relying more on charm and reputation rather than actual power, remain remarkable in a turbulent period full of religious wars and bold, violent land grabs. The Winter Queen is both a cautionary tale and a symbol of strength. That's the story of the Winter Queen, but keep listening after a brief sponsor break to hear a little bit more about Elizabeth Stuart's legacy. Quince is all about elevated essentials that feel effortless. 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