Journal of Frederick II of Denmark
October 15th, 1564
Although I have little doubt that the devil himself seeks to rip me from my throne and send my beautiful Denmark into anarchy, I also believe that God himself is on the side of the Danes. No matter who the cruel tempter may seek to unleash upon my people, the strength of god is able to repell them.
Case in point being the recent war against the King of Poland. A war which grieved me deeply as I had been working hard to strengthen the connections between our two nations. Although they may be Papists, there are good Lutherans in Poland which some how manage to make the entire peopl redeemable, at least in my eyes.
I was happy to see that Lt. General Rantzau was able to capture Danzig in an assault which spilt as little blood, Danish or Polish, as possible. Seeing the writting on the wall, good King Ladislaus immediatly asked to enter into peace talks which just concluded with the emptying of the entire Polish treasury. Relations have grown tense ever since, as some forced in the government want revenge upon me and my people, but not to much so as to make the future too unpleasent.
The small nation of Ireland, brothers to our former subjects the Scots, have also sued for a return to the Status Qou, which I immediatly accepted. Now if only God could turn the hearts of the dispicable English and their wretched Queen Elizabeth the bitch. At least we are decimating their settlements along the South-Eastern corner of North America, while our own settlements expand.
Excert from "History of the Danish Kings"
By the Mid 1560's, Frederick II was finally beginning to consolidate his realm. The King, baptized in the fire of never ending strife, was beginning to show a distinct personality and style of his own. Although impuslive, and possessing of a great temper when riled, Frederick also showed the ability to make cool headed administrative decisions and an understanding for the fine art of Diplomacy. All during his first few years as King, he had managed to turn defeat into victory and promote an image of Denmark as the terrible avenger of the North, willing to lash out at who ever would seek to attack it. It was this image, so far distant from the reality of the country, which had pushed so many to the peace table when war turned against them. They honestly feared to be over run at any moment. This is actually rather humorous when you consider that Denmark, in its state at the time, was in constant threat of being over run itself, was in constant debt and possessed only two strong armies, one of them stationed in America.
However, things seemed to be turning around by 1565. With the war all but one on the Continent, and England's colonies being decimated by the Danes, it seemed only a matter of time before the English followed their allies to the peace table. Using the rare breathing room in European affairs, Frderick began to send personal gifts to the Polish in an attempt to warm their King to a favorable policy towards Denmark. The Danes also began to expand their trading Empire, attempting to menopolize their trade in the New World, expecially the Aztec lands.
In 1566, Queen Ingrid gave birth to their first son, who would succeed his father to the throne nearly two decades later. Later that year Frederick would call back from exile, perhapse one of the most vigorous men to ever serve the Danish court; Pedre Oxe.
Journal of Pedre Oxe
I arrived in Copenhagen, the capital of Denmark and the city of my birth, for the first time in more than 20 years. Even as I write these words my eyes fill with tears for the good old days when I would run through the streets playing with my friends, after sneakign out of my parent's home. IF theyh ad ever found out of my sojourns, I no doubt would have been whipped.
It amazes me the amount of growth which has occured in the past few years. Copenhagen seems to have sprung up with new life in the years since I was forced into exile by the foolish Scotsman who ruled in the former King's shadow. Old fool, I laughed when told that grand Frederick had had the man executed. Good riddence I say.
The King himself seems to be of a good disposition, young and full of energy, he reminds me a great deal of his Father before the illness began to consume him, followed shortly there after by the leaches. I find it hard to see Frederick following the same rout however; he burns with a hatred for the nobles which he tries so hard to hide but can not. My only fear, when I look int othe man(and he's barly that, a man, still at such a tender age), is that he shall not live to a ripe old age. His type are mad, mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved. They are desirous or everything at once, and never yawn or say a common place thing, but they do burn, burn like a Chinese rocket exploding across the sky. Our King shall one day either burn out, or he shall explode. I am not sure which, nor am I posative that I wish to know.
The things which interest me most now are the finances of the Kingdom which are in dire straits. Every penny of money which we manage to drag in from peace goes back to financeing our merchants, our colonies or our military. To make matters even worse, Denmark seems to have two loans to international banks against, which she can not repay at the moment. My work is cut out for me, let the King deal with his matters, and I shall make those matters practical and workable.
Speach of Elizabeth I of England to Parliment
I fear, dear Englishmen, that we have been bested. Roanoke lays in enemy hands, and al of our coastal posts in the South have been burned to the ground, even now Geneoa and Denmark have begun to claim them as our own. The Interior is safe, only because the Danes have no knowledge of them, and their soldiers are too superstitious to go into unknown land. Furthermore, our armies on the continent have been utterly smashed and our allies have deserted us.
Several weeks ago I sent a personal letter to King Frederick of Denmark offering him 200 gold duckets in exchange for the peace which we desire. It was a small sum, but he accepted for reasons uncertain to me.
We shall pull back, and regain our strength. Denmark shall fall, I promise you that, one day, at the right time, we shall strike deep into its heart and destroy that foul state. Mark my words, this is but a set back!
Official Announcement from the King of Poland to that of Denmark
You are here by being notified that, of this date, September 15th 1567, that the crowns of Poland and LIthuania have become one. The Republic of Poland-LIthuania shall be governed under my athourity from this time forward.
Decleration of War by Austira
Novemeber 1567
Maxamilian, King of Germany and Italy, ruler of Hungary, and Emperor of the Romans here by declares that your tyranny shall no longer be tolerated. Denmark has, for centuries, been a scourage to the peace loving and noble people of Germany and shall no longer be suffered to exist. From this tiem forward, let it be known, that a state of war exists between Denmark and Austria
October 15th, 1564
Although I have little doubt that the devil himself seeks to rip me from my throne and send my beautiful Denmark into anarchy, I also believe that God himself is on the side of the Danes. No matter who the cruel tempter may seek to unleash upon my people, the strength of god is able to repell them.
Case in point being the recent war against the King of Poland. A war which grieved me deeply as I had been working hard to strengthen the connections between our two nations. Although they may be Papists, there are good Lutherans in Poland which some how manage to make the entire peopl redeemable, at least in my eyes.
I was happy to see that Lt. General Rantzau was able to capture Danzig in an assault which spilt as little blood, Danish or Polish, as possible. Seeing the writting on the wall, good King Ladislaus immediatly asked to enter into peace talks which just concluded with the emptying of the entire Polish treasury. Relations have grown tense ever since, as some forced in the government want revenge upon me and my people, but not to much so as to make the future too unpleasent.
The small nation of Ireland, brothers to our former subjects the Scots, have also sued for a return to the Status Qou, which I immediatly accepted. Now if only God could turn the hearts of the dispicable English and their wretched Queen Elizabeth the bitch. At least we are decimating their settlements along the South-Eastern corner of North America, while our own settlements expand.
Excert from "History of the Danish Kings"
By the Mid 1560's, Frederick II was finally beginning to consolidate his realm. The King, baptized in the fire of never ending strife, was beginning to show a distinct personality and style of his own. Although impuslive, and possessing of a great temper when riled, Frederick also showed the ability to make cool headed administrative decisions and an understanding for the fine art of Diplomacy. All during his first few years as King, he had managed to turn defeat into victory and promote an image of Denmark as the terrible avenger of the North, willing to lash out at who ever would seek to attack it. It was this image, so far distant from the reality of the country, which had pushed so many to the peace table when war turned against them. They honestly feared to be over run at any moment. This is actually rather humorous when you consider that Denmark, in its state at the time, was in constant threat of being over run itself, was in constant debt and possessed only two strong armies, one of them stationed in America.
However, things seemed to be turning around by 1565. With the war all but one on the Continent, and England's colonies being decimated by the Danes, it seemed only a matter of time before the English followed their allies to the peace table. Using the rare breathing room in European affairs, Frderick began to send personal gifts to the Polish in an attempt to warm their King to a favorable policy towards Denmark. The Danes also began to expand their trading Empire, attempting to menopolize their trade in the New World, expecially the Aztec lands.
In 1566, Queen Ingrid gave birth to their first son, who would succeed his father to the throne nearly two decades later. Later that year Frederick would call back from exile, perhapse one of the most vigorous men to ever serve the Danish court; Pedre Oxe.
Journal of Pedre Oxe
I arrived in Copenhagen, the capital of Denmark and the city of my birth, for the first time in more than 20 years. Even as I write these words my eyes fill with tears for the good old days when I would run through the streets playing with my friends, after sneakign out of my parent's home. IF theyh ad ever found out of my sojourns, I no doubt would have been whipped.
It amazes me the amount of growth which has occured in the past few years. Copenhagen seems to have sprung up with new life in the years since I was forced into exile by the foolish Scotsman who ruled in the former King's shadow. Old fool, I laughed when told that grand Frederick had had the man executed. Good riddence I say.
The King himself seems to be of a good disposition, young and full of energy, he reminds me a great deal of his Father before the illness began to consume him, followed shortly there after by the leaches. I find it hard to see Frederick following the same rout however; he burns with a hatred for the nobles which he tries so hard to hide but can not. My only fear, when I look int othe man(and he's barly that, a man, still at such a tender age), is that he shall not live to a ripe old age. His type are mad, mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved. They are desirous or everything at once, and never yawn or say a common place thing, but they do burn, burn like a Chinese rocket exploding across the sky. Our King shall one day either burn out, or he shall explode. I am not sure which, nor am I posative that I wish to know.
The things which interest me most now are the finances of the Kingdom which are in dire straits. Every penny of money which we manage to drag in from peace goes back to financeing our merchants, our colonies or our military. To make matters even worse, Denmark seems to have two loans to international banks against, which she can not repay at the moment. My work is cut out for me, let the King deal with his matters, and I shall make those matters practical and workable.
Speach of Elizabeth I of England to Parliment
I fear, dear Englishmen, that we have been bested. Roanoke lays in enemy hands, and al of our coastal posts in the South have been burned to the ground, even now Geneoa and Denmark have begun to claim them as our own. The Interior is safe, only because the Danes have no knowledge of them, and their soldiers are too superstitious to go into unknown land. Furthermore, our armies on the continent have been utterly smashed and our allies have deserted us.
Several weeks ago I sent a personal letter to King Frederick of Denmark offering him 200 gold duckets in exchange for the peace which we desire. It was a small sum, but he accepted for reasons uncertain to me.
We shall pull back, and regain our strength. Denmark shall fall, I promise you that, one day, at the right time, we shall strike deep into its heart and destroy that foul state. Mark my words, this is but a set back!
Official Announcement from the King of Poland to that of Denmark
You are here by being notified that, of this date, September 15th 1567, that the crowns of Poland and LIthuania have become one. The Republic of Poland-LIthuania shall be governed under my athourity from this time forward.
Decleration of War by Austira
Novemeber 1567
Maxamilian, King of Germany and Italy, ruler of Hungary, and Emperor of the Romans here by declares that your tyranny shall no longer be tolerated. Denmark has, for centuries, been a scourage to the peace loving and noble people of Germany and shall no longer be suffered to exist. From this tiem forward, let it be known, that a state of war exists between Denmark and Austria
