Style, Titles and Names
- His Royal Highness Prince Johan-Friso of the Netherlands, Prince of Orange-Nassau, Jonkheer van Amsberg (1968–2004)
- His Royal Highness Prince Friso of Orange-Nassau, Count of Orange-Nassau, Jonkheer van Amsberg (2004–present)
Under the Act on the Membership of the Royal House (2002), Prince Friso lost the title 'Prince of the Netherlands' and the hereditary title 'Prince of Orange-Nassau' by entering into a marriage without an Act of Consent.
By Royal Decree of 19 March 2004, nr. 126 the Prince was granted the surname 'Van Oranje-Nassau van Amsberg' and the hereditary title 'Count of Orange-Nassau' to take effect upon his marriage.
By the same Royal Decree the Prince was allowed to continue his title 'Prince of Orange-Nassau' as a personal and non-hereditary title and the style of Royal Highness. Any children born to the couple will receive the surname 'Van Oranje-Nassau van Amsberg' and become a 'Count (Countess) of Orange-Nassau' and also have the noble predicate 'Jonkheer (Jonkvrouw) van Amsberg'. His wife will acquire the feminine form of his husband style and titles as courtesy title, since it is customary for wives of members of the royal family to take the titles of their husbands.
Albeit losing the title "Prince of the Netherlands" and the accompanying royal style, Prince Friso will continue to be styled His Royal Highness.
Referred to from birth as Prince Johan-Friso, in 2004 the royal court announced that he requested his first name to be simply "Friso" without the prefix "Johan".
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