Frederick Henry, Prince of Orange
Frederick Henry or Frederik Hendrik in Dutch (January 29, 1584 – March 14, 1647) was Prince of Orange and stadtholderates of the five provinces of Holland, Zeeland, Utrecht, Overijssel and Guelders from 1625 to 1647. He was the youngest child of William the Silent and Louise de Coligny. Frederik was a good statesman and diplomat, and a successful general. He aligned with France most of his reign, but in his last years he worked to end the Eighty Years War between Spain and the United Provinces. The Treaty of Münster of 1648 ended the war and recognized the Netherlands' independence. This treaty was part of the Peace of Westphalia which also ended the Thirty Years' War.
- In the 1632 series: The British and French allied fleets betrayed and successfully attacked Fredrick Hendrik's fleet in 1633, reaching behind the Dutch land defenses almost immediately. The NUS allied with the remnants of the United Provinces. Over time, Grantville diplomats enticed the Cardinal Infante, Ferdinand (a.k.a. "Don Fernando"), to declare himself "King in the Netherlands." Fredrick Hendrik became an important official in the new (larger) state encompassing (today's) territories of the Kingdom of the Netherlands, the French Netherlands, the Kingdom of Belgium and a number of smaller states such as Prince-bishoprics and Luxembourg.
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