The Youngest Prince Of The English Royalty House [EN]: Chapter 8

[Episode 8, Found You, My Love]

The Holy See’s assessment of Thomas Becket was:

He was an Englishman who lived up to his name.

Like the Apostle Thomas (Doubting Thomas), he was upright, but, to put it negatively, he had a stubborn streak.

But the important thing was that Thomas Becket was as competent as the Apostle Thomas.

His competence was evident in:

Overcoming many challenges to continue his mother Matilda’s business,

And gaining the favor of Henry II, the great leader of England.

Thanks to that,

Thomas Becket came to possess two powers: the administration and religion of England.

Around the time he began to receive Henry II’s favor,

The young Prince John’s life became critical.

After the premature death of the eldest son, Guillaume,

Henry, not wanting to lose another child, John,

Called Thomas and requested a prayer.

Whether the Lord heard this prayer,

Prince John, who was dying, came back to life.

Yes, it was a miracle.

Frankly, Thomas at the time was happy that a life about to end had been revived.

Until he heard Henry II’s nonsense.

“Let us dedicate this child to the Lord like Samuel! As a servant of the Lord!”

Most clergymen were from noble families,

And it was common and natural for the youngest sons of old noble families to become clergymen.

But to accept John, the legitimate youngest prince of the Plantagenet family, not even a bastard,

As a clergyman was another matter.

“That cannot be!”

Fortunately, Queen Eleanor stopped it.

‘Oh, thank the Lord for this peace.’

At that time, Thomas was grateful to the beautiful Queen.

But,

Lord Henry II made a completely unexpected proposal.

“Then I will appoint you, the most capable servant of the Lord, as this boy’s teacher.”

Thomas was so dumbfounded at this point that he asked back.

“Your Majesty, me?”

“My youngest son needs a wise teacher like you.”

Initially, Thomas Becket did not want to be John’s teacher, who was just a baby.

It’s not like there weren’t servants of the Lord dedicated to tutoring the royal family, but to become the teacher of baby John, who had come back to life…

Of course, as a servant of the Lord and as a person leading the church, it was a joyful thing that the baby prince had been revived.

But,

Wasn’t it obvious to anyone that he was being forced to do it? Annoying things are annoying.

But he had to follow the strict orders of the King.

Fortunately, at the time, he just had to teach appropriately.

However, Thomas, who began to take a slight interest in the prince who began to show outstanding abilities, thought:

“I hope the prince studies hard and becomes a great servant of the Lord like Samuel.”

“I don’t want to.”

Anyway, Thomas spent time simply teaching the Bible to the little Prince John.

Then an incident occurred.

The Great Rebellion.

Although the rebellion was suppressed by the power of Henry II, an excellent commander, and the seven nobles who followed him,

The power of Henry, Richard, and Geoffrey, the most dangerous successors in Plantagenet, was unexpectedly strong.

And there was great damage to the territories where the fighting took place.

At that time, Thomas felt fear.

A fear stemming from survival instincts.

Of course, Thomas Becket was a servant of the Lord who could die at any time.

But, he was worried about the lives of the clergymen who followed him.

This was because the position of the clergymen became precarious in the power struggle between the princes and Henry II after the Great Rebellion.

He embarked on a power struggle to protect them.

It was not righteous before the Lord, but he indulged in worldly desires.

At least because he calculated that his disciples could live even if he was purged.

Although he felt the fear of death, Thomas was prepared for his people.

At that time, Prince John saved him under the pretext of a birthday present.

Appealing to Henry II, who was conflicted about whether to kill him or let him live, worked.

As the person in charge of Prince John’s education, I can fully guess that Prince John was no ordinary student.

Although unpredictable in unexpected areas,

In conclusion, Prince John was bright.

It was perhaps natural that Prince John was bright, because the people of the Angevin-Plantagenet family, who had a legend that they sold their souls to the devil and bought cold wisdom, were generally bright.

Including Henry II, of course, the three brothers, young King Henry, Richard, and Geoffrey, and even Godfrey, the first bastard Henry II had.

These were already recognized for their abilities.

But Prince John was different somewhere.

“Prince John, are you sleeping?”

“I’m so focused on the teacher’s great lecture that I don’t even realize time is passing.”

He kept sleeping with his eyes open whenever he had a chance.

“Teacher, I don’t understand no matter how much I listen.”

He kept saying he didn’t know anything whenever he had a chance.

But he got everything right on the exam.

So Thomas gave an uncharacteristic compliment.

“You are indeed a member of the Plantagenet family, Prince. That’s why you are so bright.”

Compliments are loved by all children.

But Prince John was different.

“Honestly, I hate studying. I just got lucky on this exam.”

After that day, Prince John took the exam appropriately.

He got an appropriate score that he could pass, and he began to show strange behavior.

He made Peter, one of the bastards, his subordinate. He went to France like his own home, saying he was confessing to the French Princess Agnes.

He created something called the youngest sons’ banquet and hung out with the youngest sons of French noble families.

And this time, he promoted marriage with the Norman noble family, the Claire family.

It was a marriage full of questions because it was a family that wielded power in the provinces, but not that great a family.

And the people around him didn’t guard much.

But the only people who knew another aspect of the Claire family were Eleanor, Henry II, and Thomas Becket.

‘Did Prince John know and do it?’

Thomas Becket, one of them, was very surprised by the prince’s choice.

And a few days later, Thomas Becket, the Archbishop of Canterbury, was called by his secular disciple John to resolve the ‘misunderstanding’ between his father Henry II and his teacher Thomas.

Thomas Becket realized the heart he had been trying to ignore.

He himself could not continue to be in conflict with his longtime lord, Henry II.

So he said to Prince John that he had been waiting for those words for a long time.

**

Suddenly, I was speechless.

In the great country of England today, the Archbishop of Canterbury, who is not suitable for politics of forgiveness, reconciliation, or tolerance, and my old-fashioned teacher, says he waited for my words of reconciliation and is sobbing?

Something’s fishy.

I am a realist who generally believes in the theory of innate evil.

“Really?”

“Prince, I am the most faithful servant of the Lord than anyone else in this world.”

Ah.

So faithful that my father was worried about whether to kill him or not. It’s like hating your own kind.

My father and teacher are alike, even the dogmatic aspects.

“Now is the time for reconciliation.”

But what? Now is the time for reconciliation?

“Do you really think so?”

Of course, I can’t help but wonder.

Then the teacher said.

“Because I came back to life like Lazarus [a biblical figure resurrected by Jesus].”

Suddenly, a humanism atmosphere?

“I am originally a person who should have died.”

Oh, right.

I saved him under the pretext of his birthday back then. Of course, I didn’t save him. My father, who was worried about whether to kill him or not, saved him.

“That was my father’s decision.”

“No. If it weren’t for Your Highness the Prince, I would have been ‘assassinated,’ and His Majesty the King would have been in great loss due to the conflict with His Holiness the Pope.

But the important thing is not that. The one who saved me was only Prince John. Your Highness saved me.”

As the teacher said, I did save the teacher who was about to die.

Maybe if I had asked my father for ‘amnesty’ later, he had so many enemies that he was likely to be assassinated.

While thinking about the old days that I missed so much, the old teacher said.

“Soon, I will visit His Majesty first. I have found a reason for reconciliation. Prince John, who is in front of me, is the ‘reason’ to liquidate the persistent bad relationship.”

**

A few days later, my teacher Thomas Becket went to see my father as he said, and my father said to me with a touching face.

“Go meet your brothers. You will get something good there.”

He said strange things.

I don’t know why, but traveling to the continent away from the frustrating island wasn’t bad.

So I arrived in continental Europe. The unique smell of French wheat is in the tip of my nose.

So I visited France again, to be more precise, not the French territory ruled by the Capetian dynasty, but the French territory ruled by our Plantagenet family.

What’s different from before is that there are many knights belonging to the Claire family among the knights escorting me. My marriage with Mary has been confirmed.

And the place of that promise is the territory of longing, Aquitaine.

Tens of thousands of soldiers will shed blood in the family feud caused by this territory, but it’s not my business.

“Are you really okay?”

Peter asked with a worried face. He means, aren’t you nervous about meeting your brothers?

“I’m okay, of course.”

“Prince John has entered.”

“Brothers, I missed you.”

Of course, the brothers in the French territory do not visit England. What kind of person is our father, the great King Henry II of England? Wouldn’t he have disciplined his brothers?

After the failure of the brothers’ great rebellion, he tested their loyalty unexpectedly. He also troubled poor Safe John, saying he would give him the ‘Aquitaine’ territory, which was part of the plan.

Soon, I will marry into the Claire family and gain new power, but I visited Normandy as the youngest itself without any sense of vigilance.

“Brothers, this youngest needs pocket money.”

“…”

Perhaps because they didn’t expect my absurd and ugly appearance, the brothers’ reactions are cold.

As of now, I am an adult who can do everything in the concept of Middle Ages England age, but, considering the big age difference with my brothers, it is right to be treated like a child.

“You, a man, can’t go around with that face, not a woman.”

Clang.

Brother Henry is indeed the young king of great England.

“Aren’t you even afraid of us?”

Somehow, Brother Geoffrey, like a viper, smiled brightly and took something out.

Clang.

“I can’t be the only one who doesn’t give in this situation.”

Clang.

Even Brother Richard threw gold coins. Now Safe John has become rich.

Of course, the brothers are still scary beings.

Young King Henry, whom I had underestimated in the past, has legitimacy as the eldest son born between Henry II and Eleanor, the joining of young nobles who did not discriminate between English and French, the loyalty of the Aquitaine nobles who serve their mother, and because he personally has competent abilities, he is our father’s number one alert.

Of course, numbers 2 and 3 are Brother Richard and Brother Geoffrey.

But I, Safe John, did not get the glory of being number 4 on the alert.

But today, the brothers were slightly wary of me. The reason is my marriage.

“The Claire family. You’re quite sly, youngest.”

“I just needed a shield instead of a territory.”

I answered Brother Geoffrey’s words without trembling at all.

Anyway, Father will give me the territory soon, whether I want it or not, because it is natural to give a territory to a prince who has grown up in the Middle Ages.

But I, Safe John, by giving up such a territory and choosing a family with military power to protect me, I have become a cute youngest to my brothers.

“Geoffrey, stop bothering the youngest.”

“Brother Richard, this brother is just scaring John because he’s cute.”

So now Brother Richard is looking at me favorably and cutting off Brother Geoffrey’s words.

But there was something I didn’t expect.

“Today, as the co-king of this great England, I am going to give my brother a wedding gift.”

A gift?

At Brother Henry’s words that he would give a wedding gift out of the blue, my heart beat a little.

“I will give you the territory of Mortain. Now you are the youngest prince of England and the Count of Mortain.”

“Congratulations, youngest.”

Brother Richard said indifferently.

“To give such a good territory as a gift to the youngest.”

Brother Geoffrey looked at me with an interesting face.

Right then, Brother Richard, who had been indifferent, rebuked me.

“John, what are you doing? You must show respect to the co-king quickly.”

Oops.

I almost made a mistake because it was such a sudden gift.

I immediately knelt down and said politely as a subject would to a king.

“Your Majesty, thank you. I, John Plantagenet, am just a subject of Your Majesty.”

No matter how much political power Henry II has, King Henry, who everyone saw, was also a co-ruler.

He wouldn’t do this with his own decision. Maybe he agreed with my father about my territory issue in advance.

“Yes, our youngest has become a lord, so he must be polite.”

Of course! You have to!

Even if they are the same siblings, if you cross the ‘line’, I am not safe either.

“Praise the Lord’s kindness! Today, John Plantagenet has become the Count of Mortain.”

In the end, I, by the co-ruler Brother Henry, I got the name card of Count.

I’ve been watching fantasy novels about dukes and marquises and felt that counts were shabby, but I feel good to be a count in England, where the title itself was precious.

If you are the Count of Mortain, it is the position of a mountain village lord that was only given to those who gave their liver and gallbladder to the lord of Normandy, but it was rather good when I thought about the future.

“Now that the appointment is over, be comfortable.”

“Brother Henry.”

“Yes.”

“Would you call my title again?”

“Count of Mortain!”

“Yes~ Your Majesty!”

“Are you that happy?”

“Very, very happy.”

“That guy…”

“He seems excited.”

Brother Richard and Brother Geoffrey looked at the youngest with strange expressions.

Well, to people who already have splendid name cards called ‘Duke’ besides prince, a younger brother who is satisfied with being a count must be a bit strange.

I can’t laugh purely when I think about the bleak future of the messed-up family, but I was just happy that I was a count.

At that pleasant moment, Brother Henry said.

“But John, the wedding gift is not over yet.”

Huh? There’s more?

**

-Claire Family Secret Hideout-

While Prince John was spending a surprise day, Mary and the Earl of Hartford, who are known to the world as siblings, were at a secret hideout.

Mary, who was leisurely sipping wine, said.

“What are the princes thinking?”

“They say they called him to give the future husband the territory of Mortain.”

At the Earl of Hartford’s words, Mary seemed to be contemplating for a moment. Then she smiled and said.

“Mortain. It’s not bad if it’s a territory with Prince Richard’s influence.”

“I agreed because you wanted it, but are you really going to marry Prince John?”

“To me, who has lived a terribly boring life, there is no funnier match than John Plantagenet.”

“But didn’t you hide your age? Hmm, it feels like a fraudulent marriage.”

“Huh, that can’t be helped. Anyway, that’s not important. Brother! Officially put my name on the Claire family. Say Mary de Claire.”

“Okay. I’ll take care of it quickly.”

Looking at the ‘brother’ Earl of Hartford who was leaving, Mary thought of ‘John’, who would soon be her husband.

[Since when did you misunderstand that I can’t do swordsmanship]

In fact, Mary was dying from holding back her laughter at that time, but seeing John’s unexpected appearance, she couldn’t control her trembling heart.

Mary, recalling that time, muttered.

“Found you, my love.”

Kind Brothers