...it sounds worth reading these letters. Are they translated into English? I can read enough French that in theory it would be possible for me to read it untranslated, although in practice I would probably just not bother until that mythical time I have more free time.
BTW, they always refer to their parents as "the King" and "The Queen", never as their mother and father. But to be fair, that might be writing custom of the day as much as reflecting their emotions, considering Wilhelmine refers to her husband first as "the Prince" and then, after his father's death, as "The Margrave", never by his first name or as "my husband".
This confused the heck out of me in her memoirs for quite a long time until I figured this out. I was all "Where's her husband?" :)
I've sort of hit pause on the memoirs for a while, partially because I've been reading other things to figure out what to nominate for Yuletide, and partially as it got kind of depressing while she was navigating her in-laws. I don't know why it's more depressing than her flat-out family-of-origin abuse, though it's perhaps cumulative. And maybe because it's more mundanely awful than her original family's over-the-top craziness. And also probably because I was reading it in large part for the Wilhelmine-Fritz relationship, which is of course not as much of a thing once she's been married.
Re: Tragic ship
Date: 2019-10-07 04:48 pm (UTC)...it sounds worth reading these letters. Are they translated into English? I can read enough French that in theory it would be possible for me to read it untranslated, although in practice I would probably just not bother until that mythical time I have more free time.
BTW, they always refer to their parents as "the King" and "The Queen", never as their mother and father. But to be fair, that might be writing custom of the day as much as reflecting their emotions, considering Wilhelmine refers to her husband first as "the Prince" and then, after his father's death, as "The Margrave", never by his first name or as "my husband".
This confused the heck out of me in her memoirs for quite a long time until I figured this out. I was all "Where's her husband?" :)
I've sort of hit pause on the memoirs for a while, partially because I've been reading other things to figure out what to nominate for Yuletide, and partially as it got kind of depressing while she was navigating her in-laws. I don't know why it's more depressing than her flat-out family-of-origin abuse, though it's perhaps cumulative. And maybe because it's more mundanely awful than her original family's over-the-top craziness. And also probably because I was reading it in large part for the Wilhelmine-Fritz relationship, which is of course not as much of a thing once she's been married.