If it were mere adoration, I could at least understand it.
The problem was that some nobles, not knowing their place, were lost in fantasies of claiming the position of prince consort of the Duchy of Bavaria. And they blatantly ignored the existence of her fiancé.
To central nobles basking in victory, a defeated royal probably wasn't even worth a glance. To make matters worse, Louis did nothing at all in response, so they kept pestering the Bavarian princess.
"Whoever the princess chooses is no concern of mine. The moment we lost, the alliance with Bavaria was as good as broken anyway. Cough, cough!"
"Calm yourself, Your Highness."
I handed a handkerchief to Louis as he coughed violently. His health had deteriorated even further since we'd met on the battlefield. Seeing the blood on the handkerchief, I could tell the prince wasn't long for this world.
He may have been the instigator of the civil war, but his was truly a pitiful life.
