Once the house was quiet, silent in fact, Richard found he could concentrate far more easily. Though it was not his work which caught his attention, it was that of succeeding.
He was desperate to succeed, to wear not only the English crown but the Duchess of Bourbon, his agent in Paris was also giving him the French crown as well, free of charge, so to speak.
He would show all of the men who doubted him what he could really do. He would make his Father pay for choosing his younger brother to be the Prince of Wales instead of him, it was against the law, yes, but a new law was passed making stupid George the Prince of Wales, the heir to the English throne instead of him.
Richard was a sickly baby, no one thought he would survive the first days let alone the first years of his life, not a grown man, having survived and thrived during the first decades of his life, he was still a bitter man.
He deserved to be on the throne more than his brother did, but the law had been passed, there was nothing he could do to stop his younger brother inheriting the throne when their Father passed.
All along it had been an elaborate scheme, first being engaged to the Lady Henriette, then leaving her, abandoning her for a common serving wench, just part of the plan. Although Richard had grown fond of Martha she was not fit to be a Prince’s wife.
There was only one woman who could ever be fit to marry him, it was Henriette, once he had conquered the two nations then he would have her by his side as his Queen of both England and France.
His older brother had taken the poison; it was not hard to administer it, though Richard did not do so himself, he had hired a young maid to seduce his younger brother. George knowing no better lapped up the poison right from the maid’s hands.
Dealing with the Queen of France was where his allied force in France came into the picture. Richard required the Duchess of Bourbon to visit the Queen in Paris; it is well known the Queen is not fond of the Duchess. And within days of being in the capital the Duchess falls fatally sick. It was not difficult to find a physician who would diagnose the sudden and unexpected illness to be the work of a witch.
Next all that was needed for the Queen to be in the frame for the attack on the Duchess, which too was simple, with the right amount of prompting almost anyone can be made to say anything. The Queen was imprisoned for witchcraft, locked away in her rooms. The King of France was distraught; he had let his guard down. Both Kings had lost something valuable to them, just like Richard had. Now they will know how it feels to be the one, know they will know the agony and pain of having something they love snatched from their very hands. It was an awful suffering, but still Richard was not content with snatching the most important people in the King’s lives, he wanted their most treasured possession as well, their crowns.
It was happening now, right now, his troops were marching on London and demanding the throne to be passed to him at once. Then he would rally the rest of his men and the entire country and invade France, he would marry Henriette and keep the Duchess of Bourbon as his closest advisor. Having slayed the rest of the royal family, it should not be too difficult, he thought. England will not be expecting an attack from inside the boundaries of their own country.
Some would say Richard was a cunning man, a cruel and manipulative man, but he would say otherwise. In his eyes all he ever was, is vengeful.