Philip Mountbatten, Duke of Edinburgh|Royalty|Royal Consort|Fc:Matt Smith
After leaving the Navy, Philip never expected to fall for the heir to the throne. Heād known of her liking to him ā the blushing thirteen-year-old she had been when they met, but thought nothing of it. She was just a girl then. When they encountered again, years later, he didnāt recognise her. The relationship was not an easy one, there were those who didnāt think the two should be together and normally he wouldnāt go through something like that for a woman. Elizabeth was different, heād found someone who seemed to steady him, who seemed to be his guide post.
After her fatherās death and accession to the throne, he seems to have lost his guide post. Their relationship is something strained, something he doesnāt like to like about ā he no longer allows himself to reflect on their happy times in Malta, he feels those times are too far away now, something thatās too far out of reach. Something that theyāll never feel again. The only true joy he seems to find these days is when heās playing with the children or when heās flying in the air.
So he drinks. And he goes to his gentlemanās club and makes an arse out of himself with his friends and he stares at the beautiful women in cheap clothing that serve him drinks. He misses working with the navy, taking flying lessons in a desperate attempt to find some sort of thrill in his life. Although heād be the last to admit it, he was suffering from a broken heart. His wife was having an affair and he knew that it would never end, it couldnāt. Her affair was with the crown, he had lost. Ā
So he keeps drinking, and stumbling home late and doing things that he definitely shouldnāt be doing ā not while heās married to the queen of England. But he keeps doing it anyway, because the one thing the navy never taught him was to solider through a broken heart.
