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“That was foolish of me,” she said. “Now that I am in Castile I remember so much my mother taught me. I hear that there are two ba
“They shall be brought to you,” said Philip, hiding his chagrin. This new calmness, this undoubted sanity, was more disturbing than her madness, and he was going to strain every effort to have her put away because, if she persisted like this, he would find himself in a similar position to that endured by Ferdinand in his relationship with Isabella. That was something Philip would never endure.
But for the time he must act cautiously.
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“Have you forgotten that I am your husband?” demanded Philip hotly.
“In the past you have forgotten that more readily than I have. My husband you are indeed; that is why you ride beside me as my consort. But there is only one ruler of Castile.”
What could he say? He was surrounded by strong men who would be ready to fly to her support against him. Philip had not believed this situation possible; but when they came to Valladolid, Juana rode as the Queen of Castile, and her companion was not the King but merely her consort.
Mounted on her white je
* * *
PHILIP WAS DISSATISFIED. The Cortes had declared its allegiance to Queen Juana and had stated its willingness to accept Philip only as her consort.
Philip fumed with rage.
“The Queen is mad!” he cried. “She is not in the least like her mother. Sometimes I wonder who is the madder—the Queen or the people who insist on making her their ruler.”
The Admiral of Castile stood firm.
“I and many others with me will not allow this iniquitous deed to be done,” he said. “We shall never stand aside and see our Queen sent into seclusion that others may rule in her stead.”
Philip saw that it was no use expecting help from the Castilian nobles; he turned to his own supporters, the chief of whom was Juan Manuel, who saw that with Philip as ruler many rich pickings would fall into his hands. He was continually at Philip’s side and he assured him that in good time they would achieve their end, and Juana would be forced into retirement leaving the field clear for Philip.
Philip was lavishly generous to those whom he considered to be his friends, and recklessly he distributed revenues to them which should have gone to the maintenance of the state. Juan Manuel, on whom he relied as on no other, was becoming richer every week; but Juan was rapacious; he had been led to Philip’s side because he believed that Ferdinand had denied him the honors due to him, and he could not grasp enough.
He greatly desired the Alcazar of Segovia which was in the charge of the Marquis and Marchioness of Moya—the latter was that Beatriz de Bobadilla who had been Isabella’s greatest friend—and Philip, deciding that the Alcazar should be given to Juan Manuel as a reward for his fidelity, sent orders to the Marquis and Marchioness to leave the Alcazar immediately.
The command was delivered into the hands of the intrepid Beatriz de Bobadilla, who retorted that the Alcazar should be handed over to one person only, and that was Isabella’s daughter, Queen Juana.
Philip was furious when he heard this and sent troops ahead to take the Alcazar, while he himself prepared to follow them, Juana with him.
Juana’s resistance was begi
“Philip,” she said, “why are you so eager to take the Alcazar of Segovia?”
“Because that insolent woman has denied it to us.”
“She is a formidable woman. I remember her in my childhood. She would even advise my mother.”
“She will see that we will brook none of her insolence.”
“Yet she was a good friend. Should you not leave her in peace out of respect to my mother?”
“I leave no one in peace to insult me.”
His mouth tightened and the newly realized fear came back to her.
“Why do you want the Alcazar of Segovia?”
He did not answer. “I know,” she cried. “It is because you want to make me a prisoner there. Segovia will be for me what Arevalo was to my grandmother. You are going to shut me away…away from the world. You are going to make them believe I am mad.”
Still he did not answer.
She went on wildly: “I will go no further. I will not be put away. I am not mad. I am the Queen. You wish to take my crown from me, but you shall not.”
Philip laid a hand on her je
Now she was really alarmed; now she was certain that her premonition was true. He was going to imprison her in Segovia and a
She slid down from her je
“I will not go a step farther towards Segovia,” she a
The cavalcade had halted and Philip was delighted. Now there was going to be one of those scenes which surely must convince all who saw it of her madness.
“Mount your je
There seemed to be a grave threat behind his words which terrified her, and she lay writhing on the ground.
Philip leaped from his horse and bent over her with a show of tenderness.
“Juana,” he said audibly, “I pray you remount. Do you want everyone to say that you are mad?”
She looked into his eyes and she was afraid of him; and yet she knew that her great fear was not that she would be shut away from the world but that she would be shut away from him.
She rose obediently and mounted her je
Then she galloped ahead of them across country and back again, refusing to ride towards Segovia or back the way they had come.
Dusk had fallen and night came; and Juana continued to ride back and forth over the country round Segovia, determined not to enter the town.
Philip thought: If ever anyone doubted her madness, can they do so any longer?
Nothing could have pleased him more.
Such conduct in the Queen of Castile could scarcely be called sanity.
* * *
PHILIP’S TROOPS had driven Beatriz de Bobadilla from Segovia, and the Alcazar was now in the possession of Juan Manuel.
There was a certain discontent throughout Castile that this foreigner should come among them and take their castles with their revenues and distribute them among his friends. Soon, it was said, all the strongholds of Castile would be in the hands of Philip’s followers, and the old Castilian nobility would have no power in the land.
Philip had decided against going into Segovia, as Juana showed such fear of the place, and had gone instead to Burgos where he, Juana and their party lodged at the palace of the Constable of Castile, who belonged to the Enriquez family and was related to Ferdinand.