Victoria had her doubts.
Marry Albert? She supposed it had always been in the future, something their families alluded. Now, there was pressure to wed. More particularly, there was pressure to wed Albert.
She wrote to her Uncle Leopold.
Though all the reports of Albert are most favourable, and though I have little doubt I shall like him, still one can never answer beforehand for feelings, and I may not have the feeling for him which is requisite to ensure happiness. I may like him as a friend, and as a cousin and as a brother, but no more.
Of course, more came. And with it, one of the most remarkable marriage history has come to know.