The Disappearance of Prince Mircea of Romania, the Alleged Fruit of the Love Between Queen Marie and Prince Barbu Știrbey
By Bucharest Team
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In the early weeks of the year 1913, during a tense period for Romania caught between the two Balkan Wars, the royal family welcomed a new member: Prince Mircea, the sixth child of King Ferdinand and Queen Marie.
The birth of a desired child and the beginning of a tragic story
The little one was the much-longed-for “youngest,” so deeply desired by his mother, who wrote with sensitivity in her journal that she had always imagined a child with “brown eyes,” a sign of a profound emotional projection. The arrival of Mircea on January 13 brought a spark of light in an era when Europe was unknowingly preparing for the great conflict that was soon to follow.
The queen’s pregnancy had been difficult, exhausting, and full of discomfort, forcing her to remain bedridden during the final months.
Nevertheless, the moment of birth filled the atmosphere with joy, and the baptism organized one week later was a grand ceremony attended by representatives of European royal houses and members of the Romanian elite.
From the very beginning, Mircea proved to be a cheerful child, full of life, radiating energy and winning the hearts of everyone around him.
The special bond between Mircea and his sister, Ileana
Among all five siblings of the prince, Ileana was the one who bonded with him the most. Their relationship was unique, difficult to explain, yet described by the queen with amazement mixed with tenderness.
When the little boy was born, Ileana, still very young, instinctively adopted the role of a “little mother” for her younger brother. Mircea, although sometimes mischievous and energetic, responded with equal affection, and the two seemed inseparable.
Queen Marie described them with emotion, confessing that they belonged to one another, despite the age difference. For the mother, Mircea was the “little hope,” a ray of optimism in an international context that was becoming increasingly troubled.
Nevertheless, delicate rumors circulated at the Royal Court, often whispered: namely, that the fatherhood of the child might not have belonged to King Ferdinand, but that he might have been the result of the love between the queen and Prince Barbu Știrbey, the trusted confidant of the Royal House and the man considered the moral support of the sovereign.
Peaceful years before the storm
The first two years of the prince’s life passed under the sign of calm and serenity. Romania had chosen neutrality in the early stages of the Great War, and the royal family enjoyed peaceful moments at Cotroceni or Buftea. The children grew under the tender and vigilant supervision of the queen, who divided her time between her sovereign duties and family life.
But the summer of 1916 would change everything. Romania decided to enter the war, and the consequences of this step quickly spread throughout the country and, unexpectedly, even within the royal family. In September 1916, illness quietly slipped into the serene life of little Mircea.
The merciless diagnosis and the struggle for life
On September 25, 1916, Queen Marie wrote with concern in her journal about the violent fever and throat infection that affected her child. The doctors performed blood tests, and the result came like a sentence: typhoid fever.
It was an extremely dangerous disease at that time, transmitted through contaminated water or food. War conditions favored the spread of this plague, and hospitals were overwhelmed with cases.
The tragedy had an almost symbolic character: King Ferdinand himself had suffered from typhoid fever in 1897 and had been on the brink of death. Now, the disease returned, striking the youngest member of his family.
For two weeks, the little boy hovered between life and death. His temperature fluctuated dramatically, and each period of calm brought the queen a fragile glimmer of hope. But the disease was relentless, and the body of such a small child—powerless against the infection.
The prince’s final days and the queen’s painful birthday
On October 29, 1916, when Queen Marie turned 41, the situation had become dire. The sovereign wished for two things: Romania’s victory on the front and the survival of her son. Both wishes, however, remained unfulfilled.
The child’s condition had deteriorated terribly, and the queen recorded the terrifying aspect of his lifeless eyes, covered with bandages to hide the damage caused by the illness. The details in her journal are heartbreaking, reflecting the despair of a mother who watches life slowly escape the body of a child who had barely begun to discover the world.
On November 2, 1916, Prince Mircea died. He was three years and ten months old. Queen Marie, though fearless in the face of war, collapsed under the weight of this personal blow. The loss was so profound that she described it as an irreversible spiritual mutilation, saying at one point: “I must learn to live with a limb cut off.”
The funeral procession and the suffering of a shattered family
The child’s body was placed in a small, delicate coffin, with his hands tied with a white ribbon and three red roses on his chest—symbols of innocence and maternal love. He was transported from Buftea to Cotroceni in a half-open wagon, while the entire Royal Court was in mourning, with flags lowered.
Shortly after the ceremony, the royal family had to leave Bucharest and retreat to Moldova due to the advance of German troops. The queen and king thus carried not only the burden of a nation at war, but also their own indescribable personal tragedy.
How the siblings lived through the loss and the echo of the family’s grief
Carol II, the future king, also suffered deeply from the loss of his little brother. Later, in his relationship with Zizi Lambrino, he would give the name Mircea to his own child, as a symbolic gesture of homage.
Ileana, the beloved sister of the little prince, was marked for the rest of her life by the tragedy. It is said that she sometimes hid behind the large stove and silently played with her brother’s toy horse, unable to express her pain openly.
The family’s return to Bucharest and the inscription that moved generations
After the end of the war in 1918, the royal family returned to the capital, and the first place they visited was the prince’s grave at the Cotroceni church. With her soul still bleeding, Queen Marie wished to inscribe on the tombstone words that would move people for generations. Her lines emphasized not only the personal loss, but also the sacrifice of an entire nation mourning its sons fallen in battle. Mircea had become, in a way, a symbol of national sorrow, the child who “did not live to see the joy of peace.”
The 1940 earthquake and the prince’s new resting place
The devastating earthquake of November 1940 destroyed the Cotroceni church, and the prince’s remains had to be moved. Princess Ileana, now an adult, requested that her brother be taken to Bran, the place of their joyful childhood.
Today, he rests there, in the silence of the mountains, far from the noise of history but close to the bright memory of those who loved him.
An unimaginable loss for Queen Marie, Mircea’s death remained an open wound until the end of her life. Although she balanced the fate of the country during the hard years of war and became a symbol of compassion and courage, she carried within herself a pain that neither time nor glory could soften.
A grief untouched by time
The queen, who encouraged soldiers, comforted the wounded, and took immense risks, could not find solace in the face of her own child’s death. The “little hope” remained for her a permanent void, a painful echo of a maternal love impossible to extinguish.
The story of Prince Mircea is one of the most moving pages in the history of the Romanian Royal Family. He was the desired, loved, protected child, but one torn from life by a merciless disease at one of the most dramatic moments in modern history. His short life, intertwined with the rumors about his paternity, the unconditional love of the queen, and the tragedy of war, continues to move generations.
In the silence of Bran, the tomb of the little prince discreetly but profoundly reminds us of the fragile face of childhood lost too early and of the love of a mother who survived only through duty, not through the healing of her soul.
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