A daunting task it must be to breathe freshness into a formidable historical persona with the unmatched fiery spirit of anyone in her era, and to illuminate such a larger-than-life character in a work of fiction. In Summer Queen, young Alienor of Aquitaine became queen to King Louis VII of France, and later in Winter Crown, as queen to King Henry II of England, she bore England's sovereign eight children.
Chadwick's last installment in the trilogy of Alienor of Aquitaine picks up as she is imprisoned by Henry at Sarum Castle for supporting a rebellion by his sons, and proceeds with the telling of the autumn of her life, of the distrust by Henry for her and their Devil's Brood, aptly portraying a dysfunctional royal family. Flanked on occasion by Alienor's reminiscences as queen of two powerful and politically adversarial countries, she became an elated mother to kings and queens, and unconsolably, a heartbroken parent mourning the untimely deaths of her children. Along the road map of her travails - as regent to the kingdom, maternal advisor, political liaison, ransom procurer, marital matchmaker, and defender ( in her late 70's, mind you) against a siege at Mirebeau castle - historical facts were kept in check.
Somehow disappointingly, Autumn Throne couldn't quite shake off a flatness of affect as that element of history-telling predictability extinguished any surprising sparks. I expected striking figures such as Henry II and Richard I, and naturally Alienor, to leap off the page with animated characterization, to stimulate the imagination and adrenalin flow. Even John, considered to be the darkest( and I'm being polite)son of the brood, seemed uncharacteristically filial, and oddly competent.
Alienor of Aquitaine is historically noted as politically-minded and clever by nature, a fair yet shrewd, powerful and successful female monarch in an inflexibly male-dominated world. In raising female significance and rights even in her time would be a considerable feat, yet one she could nonetheless manipulate from her high position. I, however, could not reconcile with her demanding her grand-daughter, Blanche, not yet a full fledged teen, to marry mainly for political alliance, a business deal royal families have done for centuries. Alienor, in whose court 'chivalry' was said to be vitally alive, came off atypically unsympathetic. In coercing Blanche over her older sister to marry Louis, the son of King Philip II of France, Alienor seemed coldly pimpish while rationalizing that 'its your duty like it was mine' ( I paraphrase). Such an event did happen, but the unnecessarily crude delivery is tweak-able in fiction-land. However, recalling 'Alienor' of the first two books, I think this may have been an unintended effect.
Least climactic in the series of Alienor of Aquitaine, Autumn Throne still offers die-hard Chadwick fans relaxed entertainment and easy transport into Alienor's medieval zone. And yes, her signature shiny knight, William Marshal, delightfully made appearances, vaguely restoring the fading sentiment of chivalry to Alienor's autumn.