A medieval narcissist

I am happy and relieved to report that I was able to finish the page proofs for my British publisher, Macmillan, and I should soon be able to share with you their book cover for The Land Beyond the Sea. Plans are going ahead, too, to renovate and update my website; one of the changes will be sending out newsletters much more frequently. Now on to Today in Medieval History.
On October 2st, in 1449, George of Clarence was born. What can we say about Brother George? I don’t know that he was the worst king’s brother in English history. I think that was John, for he not only attempted to steal Richard’s crown, he did his best to make sure that Richard ended up in a French dungeon, where death would have been a mercy. But George certainly made an unholy pest of himself and gave so much grief to his family and others in his 28 years that it may have been a blessing if he’d been one of those babies who did not survive the perils of a medieval childhood.
I cannot say George was fun to write about, as some “villains” are. For example, I love writing about John. But George took himself very seriously, a character flaw in and of itself, and was always on the lookout for grievances to claim and then to nurture. I think he was a narcissist, for he certainly displayed many of the traits of one. He was boastful, lacked any empathy for others, always wanted to be the center of attention, was jealous and easily angered and took pleasure in petty cruelties. Even today, this form of mental illness is not easily treated; in the Middle Ages, of course, it could not even be properly diagnosed. Eventually, George paid a terrible price for his bad behavior, but in the interim, he inflicted some severe wounds upon his mother, his siblings, his wife, and any others unlucky to incur his wrath. See Chapter 9 of Book Three, page 746 of The Sunne in Splendour to meet a particularly tragic victim of his paranoia and vengefulness. (If you don’t remember Ankarette Twynyho, say so here and I will post about her tomorrow.)
On to other historical happenings on this date. On October 21, 1204, Robert Beaumont, the fourth Earl of Leicester died. He was one of the heroes of the Third Crusade, a character in Lionheart and Ransom, who was very loyal to Richard and seems to have been well regarded by all but the French king. His marriage was childless, though, and upon his death, his earldom passed to his sisters, opening the door for a young French adventurer named Simon de Montfort to stake a claim to it twenty-some years later. My new book, The Land Beyond the Sea, even has a de Montfort connection; one of them traveled to the Holy Land and wed Balian d’Ibelin’s eldest daughter.

And October 21, 1221 was the day that Alix de Thouars, the Duchess of Brittany, died in childbirth. The daughter of Constance of Brittany and her third husband, Guy de Thouars, Alix was only twenty or twenty-one at the time of her death, there being some confusion about her birth date. The birthing chamber was as dangerous for medieval women as the battlefield was for their men. I’ve written a number of childbirth scenes over the years and readers have occasionally asked me which one I found the most challenging. That is easy to answer—the harrowing chapter dramatizing the ordeal of Ellen de Montfort, wife to Llywelyn ap Gruffydd, as she struggled to give birth to their child. The Reckoning, Chapter 32.
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Published on October 21, 2019 10:07
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message 1: by Chris (new)

Chris I always appreciate the short history lessons. Thanks!


message 2: by Sharon (new)

Sharon Thanks, Chris. I like doing them.


message 3: by Iset (new)

Iset Oh my goodness Sharon, plenty of terrible brothers to kings in the ancient world. Fratricides, matricides, infanticides, and much more.

I can think of one in particular who was disinherited by his kingly father, sought sanctuary and support from a neighbouring king, and when that neighbouring king was slow in delivering the promised war against his newly crowned younger brother, promptly murdered his gracious host and seized control of his army and territories. He then proceeded to marry his own sister, a widowed queen in the region, promising her that he'd adopt her children as his own, and then murdered them right after the wedding ceremony and left her for dead. He had previously sworn deeply sacred oaths that he would not do this, so he was then renowned as an oath-breaker, cursed to be hounded to the end of the world by the Furies.

After a year or two, the land faced an invasion of Gauls, but when neighbouring kingdoms offered to team up in a joint force to repel them, he refused their help, suspecting that they sought to steal his glory. At parley with the Gauls he then scoffed at their demands to be paid off, saying that if they were asking for gold then they were obviously not prepared to do battle. The unimpressed Gauls were victorious in the battle that followed, this worst of brothers was captured, executed, and his head placed on a spike and paraded before the invading army. The common people offered up prayers saying they were suffering the worst of times and the worst of kings.

A prince whose offer of aid this fellow had so foolishly refused, called him "a rash and raw youth" - he was in fact nearing 40 years old at the time, so this description was a deep slur and pointed comment on his character.


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