The year was 1780 when you married Joseph, the emperor, thirty eight. He had been married twice before he took you as his wife, firstly to Isabella of Parma, his most beloved wife, whose untimely death, added to the loss of their only surviving child, had turned him into a taciturn and misanthropic man; his second wife, the unfortunate Maria Josepha of Bavaria, so unloved that not even in her final illness did he cared to visit her. And now, when he was crowned emperor, he married you.