Motherhood. Fertility. The functioning uterus. Children.
These are all things that this book, which I see was first published in 1985, discussed at long and great length, and possibly—and I don't want to put words in her mouth—what led Susan Faludi to write her famous Backlash book.
Having children. Mainly male children, but women > illegitimate children.
It's the single most important and most discussed topic in this book of over 400 pages. Let's review all the pregnancy issues and/or people who got pregnant within the pages:
-Kassia’s father is sterile, so there is no point in marrying again to ensure his estate doesn't go to his heinous, cowardly, possibly murderous nephew.
-Blanche, the OW of status, has a son and a daughter…somewhere. The daughter is never mentioned again, but the son is mentioned at great length and has screen time.
-Nan, the serving maid, falls pregnant to Graelam and is then packed off to a peasant worker with a neat dowry. He's pleased as mead, because the bastard child’s upbringing is paid for, he gets a working child, and he knows for sure his wife's womb is fully functioning.
-Chandra, Graelam’s ex-love is pregnant—proof her marriage and love are real.
-Mary, some other woman from the first book, I'm assuming, has a child by Graelam’s magically potent sperm and has a child that's immediately recognizable at first glance by Kassia, in a move that's more impressive than modern-day genetic testing.
-Blanche gets pregnant—against her will. But she's the evil other woman, so this is considered too good an ending for her, but luckily it puts her out of the way of our main couple.
-Kassia’s father eventually remarries. It's a great thing she's a widow with TWO sons and a daughter who gets a tiny blurb. Now the dastardly nephew can't do anything to inherit now.
-The queen—maybe?—might? be pregnant. (I couldn't tell which country she was queen of, or maybe she wasn't a queen. All the kings and queens went by their first names instead of having their title in front, unlike Queen Elizabeth. It was that kind of a casual, chummy era.)
-Everyone's hips and menstrual cycles and sleeping arrangements are discussed publicly. Because they lead to, you know, children. Cue heavenly lights and choir.
-Kassia’s entire marriage and the entirety of this book. It hinges on inheritance and children. [cue lights and choir] She needs to do her duty and give Graelam a child within a year or else all the reigning monarchs on both continents will disband their marriage. This task is made difficult when Graelam is seized by a fit of lust after not seeing her for two days and then falls on her like a rampaging bull and traumatizes her for two hundred pages. She mans up however (⇐I used this in a toxic fashion, because it was that kind of an era), and does her duty. Eventually, she ends up miscarrying, which signals our third act climax.
-No worries. In the epilogue, it's shown that despite her non-childbearingesque skinniness, her uterus and hips are able to bring forth a child in under four hours. Graelam is pleased and immediately discusses plans for more. Kassia is less than pleased, but what can she do?
- Lady Joanna and the murderous nephew are to be engaged to be married. Since both parties are too heinous to have a happy ending, this is the only couple without children. [cue lights and choir]
*This reminds me that 90% of the romance novels I read growing up had a viable pregnancy in the epilogue, complete with the scene of a doting father next to the just labored mother and child. A few placed the scene even further in the future, so that we can see the happy couple plus three or four.*
Despite all this, I happily endorse the writing of this novel. The dialogue was on point and natural for the time period. The setting was beautifully done. Medieval life was richly laid out and extensively researched, down to the economics of everyday life, including all the varying motivations from people of all different sects of life.
Editing and grammar were 🤌 as per pre-Covid times. Graelam’s toxic masculinity was a given and accepted by his biddable little wife. (Hey, she tried to protest many times, but seriously what could she do?) There was no satisfactory grovel, and she 'fesses her love first—that's probably fair since he's a “man built for war.” His biggest concession is never raping her again (fidelity is never discussed), so you know, progress.
It's not a great romance, but it's a damn solid historical novel—and reflects the time period of when it was written.
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Reading progress at 10%:
It's time to add to my rapity-rape-rape folder!
But seriously, I'm not even halfway through the first chapter, and already I'm impressed with the level of research she poured into the setting. Stone-age misogyny, here I come!