OMG this 'book'! I'm as hardcore a baldwinite as one can be, but this is a disgrace to Baldwin. I've written an entry about it on LJ better just copypaste it here, I guess...
So, here I come to share the parts where the BSmeter got farther in the red zone, but at some cases it almost broke down. I put a marker to every WTF-y place and must tell you the book was full of markers, here comes the best of the best.
The love-scene with Baldwin and his lady love, the fragile, flower-like beauty, virtuous, sweetysugary tweetybird (she cries in almost every scene she appears in, the pages are wet from all the tears she sheds; and in general she is sooo sweeeet and adorable you almost wish she'd suffer a bit more than she actually does in the book); she is smuggled into Baldwin's chambers by the evil-pervert-misbegotten Agnés. '....Ariane left the shelter of the pillows and glided quite close to the King. Baldwin felt the face radiant with joy barely a finger away from his lips, while his neck was surrounded by the fragrant tenderness of fresh arms. Ariane came closer and their lips touched, melted together in the passion that swept away everything.' Bla, bla, they are about to make out, but Baldwin backs off; '-No.. I don't want it...
-tweetybird; But I do! I love you! You don't know how much I love you! I was always yours and lived only for this moment. Don't ruin it! I'm so happy!- The king was happy too. He couldn't have told how much. Ariane, with the inbred knowledge that is animated by love in the East, enveloped him with tender kisses and hugs.' Crrrkkk, the BSmeter broke down, allow me to fix it. Baldwin; '-Oh yes, I love you! Since the bouquet (the chick gave it to him at one occassion) 'you live in me like a tender light.. and a heart-wrenching sorrow! If I was a man like any other, I'd make you queen... How should I reject that which I long for the most in the world? -he whispered burying his face in the girl's hair, feeling happily that Ariane slicks against him....' ...In the name of Baldwin, Miss Benzoni should be banned to write anything for the rest of her life apart from shopping lists.
William Longswords dying from typhoid fever; (Baldwin and William talking about evil-shallow-lecherous Sybilla not visiting since hubby's illness started) '-The Countess must take care of the child she is bearing-explained the doctor suddenly, scared of the king's sharp voice. Baldwin silenced him with a movement. - Noone catches such a disease by wiping a sweating forehead or says conforting words of love. Says the king, whoses only hope for a successor is the child his sister is carrying. If it was the real, reasonal Baldwin, it would be him, banning Syb from attending Will.
About Agnés; She knew what they whispered in the palace and in the city: the child suffers for the vile of his mother, but in her pride she refused to accept that low-men would judge her the same way she was not willing to to confess to a priest the beautiful bodily sins that she'd not regret for a second. She was unable to ask for sorry even from God. That is, if you love sex, you are listed among the EEEVVVVLLL characters. The same applies if you are afraid of leprosy.
The fall of Le Chastellet; - It was a terrible explosion. The sappers of Saladdin surely got behind the walls and placed there a huge bomb. bomb? BOMB??? WTF?????? O_o
Pg. 314.: Baldwin in the saddle for the last time (fever stricken); But as soon as he got into the saddle, he gave out a cry that was like a rattle.. and fell to the feet of Sultan (his horse). When he was undressed, they saw with terror that one of his legs came off by the knees.... again WTF???? Leprosy does not work this way, Miss Benzoni! (Reading this part, I laughed out loud screaming, which was certainly not the desired effect...)
Pg. 325.: Baldwin upon Isabelle marrying Humphrey of Toron (in this version she escaped with him against the will of the King); 'If you are happy, Isabelle, there is nothing I should forgive.' So sayeth the King, who in reality married her off to Humphrey at 11, when she didn't even count to be of age yet. 'You were always my little sister, and I would like to hug you. Although this is impossible, you must know that your happiness mattered so much more to me, than the consequences of politics.' WTF???? Isabelle's personal happiness mattering so much more to the King than politics? If I was ruled by such a King, I would be deeply worried either as a noble or as a commoner and would conspire to get rid of him, indeed.
Ok, enough of this dross, if you are interested in all the gems scattered throughout the book, go get it and read it (if you have nothing better to do). In one aspect the book is a recorder. Its the 1st book, in which the figure of Baldwin evoked in me nothing but boredom, annoyance and indifference. Which, given my love to the King, is quite an achievement.