INTRODUCTION
It was the evening of December 26 of
Anno Domini 1066 and the snow was falling down on Auxerre. Darkness came swiftly in winter and people went to bed early, but in the castle keep the torches were still lit as the council was assembling in the great hall for a meeting called by Guillaume de Bachaumont, Count of Auxerre and Nevers. The council members at the table were talking but fell silent as Count Guillaume gestured for silence.
"I welcome you once again and open this meeting
in nomine Patris, et Filii et Spiritus Sancti, Amen", Guillaume said with a deep voice as he made the sign of the cross. The other members also made the sign of the cross, before Guillaume continued: "Chancellor Oddon has important news from the king that warrants dicussion".
The council members looked at Oddon de Châtillon, who was a man in his early thirties. His garb was covered with snow and dirt from the road and it revealed that the man was a cleric, but the pallium associated with a bishop wasn't there.
"My lord, fellow members of the council, I bring word from the court in Paris that King Harold Godwinson of England has been slain and William the Bastard, Duke of Normandy, has taken possession of the English throne", Oddon said with a stern and solemn voice.
The other council members started to mutter excitedly. Traders had spread the news to Auxerre a couple of weeks ago, but the news from the court confirmed that the impossible had in fact happened. William was valiant and ambitious, but he was also stubborn to the point of being foolhardy and everybody expected the invasion to fail. Now the bastard had become more powerful than the king of France in a single bold stroke of luck. It was a signal for many French nobles that lands and titles were for the taking. King Philippe was still a minor and Enguerrand de Crecy, the king's regent, was so overwhelmed that he hadn't been able to muster a response to William or other nobles.
"Silence, please. I want your opinion on how to take advantage of the situation. Our liege, Duke Robert the Old, is well..old and he has put his eggs in the wrong basket. Do you have any ideas on how we can improve our position in Burgundy?", Guillaume asked.
"My lord, you ought to marry off your children to other lords in the region, preferably to neighbouring dukes, so that they can strengthen your position. Your daughter Havise has already been married to the son of the count of Évreux, but your other daughters are still available as well as both your sons. I almost forgot to mention that your brother Robert is also available", Oddon said.
"May I remind you that my sister Alix is also without a husband", Count Guillaume interjected.
"My lord, I think you'd better send her to a nunnery. I fear she is too old to conceive and is therefore not in high demand", Oddon stated with the blunt honesty that characterised him.
"Very well, I will consider it. What about my son Guillaume? He will come of age in a few years. Do you think I ought to give him the county of Nevers?", Count Guillaume asked.
"My lord, you must do as you please. There are advantages and disadvantages. If you grant him the county he can learn more about ruling and he may be a more attractive husband, but it will weaken your position in the duchy. At the moment only Hugues de Sémur can rival your power, being count of both Chalons and Charolais. Of course your son will be able to assist you, but the levies of Nevers will no longer be under your direct control. Duke Robert only controls Dijon and Count Guy of Macon is still underage. By the way, may I remind you that he is an excellent candidate for a betrothal to one of your daughters as an alliance with him could strengthen your position in the duchy", Oddon advised.
"My son Renaud will turn eight shortly. I think it best that he starts an ecclesiastical education. Since you are a priest, I will place him in your care, Oddon. Furthermore you are to fabricate claims against Duke Robert in Dijon. Do not disappoint me", Guillaume answered.
Oddon smiled and bowed slightly. "Thank you for your faith in me, my lord. I am honoured to raise your son", Oddon said.
"I wish to thank Oddon for his advice. Relationships can bring us very far, but it may take too long to come to fruition. We may need to intervene with military force", Guillaume remarked.
"I can help you with that, my lord", Adalbert de Druyes said. Adalbert was even younger than Oddon and served Count Guillaume as marshal. He was a patrician from Druyes and was mayor of that town. Even though he was a brilliant strategist, Guillaume wasn't really fond of him. It hadn't escaped his notice that Adalbert always sulked whenever Guillaume reserved praise for someone else and he hated the way he went about with women. For Guillaume and his spouse Ermengarde making love was a sacred act for God to bless with offspring, but this was not so for Adalbert who regularly made love with other women even though he wasn't married.
Adalbert proceeded: "We can only fight people againssst whom you have claimsss. I am confident your leviesss can defeat your foesss, but you need to complement our forcesss with your alliesss if we are to make any sssignificant headway. And we probably need to hire mercenariesss", Adalbert said with an audible lisp.
"Begin training the levies in Auxerre straightaway", Guillaume ordered.
"Aye, ssstraightaway my lord", Adalbert acknowledged.
"Alright, we will need coin to raise mercenaries. Inform me about rents and tithes, Aldebert", Guillaume asked his steward.
The man in question, bishop Aldebert of Pontigny, was about the same age as Adalbert and he wasn't paying attention. Instead he was deeply immersed in studying a book with sophisticated drawings. Count Guillaume knew that Aldebert possessed all kinds of strange equipment at his abbey of Pontigny with which he tried to reveal the secrets of the stars. Aldebert was also known to talk endlessly on the many treatises he wrote even when nobody was interested, and yet Count Guillaume usually listened patiently. Guillaume vaguely recalled Aldebert explaining to him that he thought stars were balls of fire and that they were similar to the sun. Once Aldebert had dazzled everyone by stating that according to him the Earth revolved around the sun and not vice versa. Marshal Adalbert had considered it to be a heretical insult to God and almost put Aldebert to the sword there and then.
"Aldebert, could you please tell me about the rents and tithes?", Guillaume repeated.
Aldebert was startled. "Excuse me, my lord. Of course. You can earn rents and tithes from your castles, cities and churches. In the long run you can increase your income through research", Aldebert said with an increasingly excited tone.
"Are you also willing to put your life on the line by going round the villages to tax the peasantry?", Guillaume asked.
Aldebert's face dropped and he nodded. "Then that's settled", Guillaume said.
"My lord, may I ask if there are people that you need to dispose off", his spymaster asked. His name was Manassès de Châtillon and he was a cousin of Oddon. Over fifty years old, he was stuffing his mouth with roasted chicken and his enormous waist proved that this was a distasteful habit of his. Manassès was distasteful in general. He preferred eating to work and was known to scheme not only to serve Guillaume's interests, but also his own. His son, also named Manassès, was Guillaume's court chaplain and was of the same age as Guillaume himself. Compared to his father he was only slightly more virtuous, but whereas his father's obsession was food, his was coin.
"No, I do not need to rid God's earth of people yet. I will let you know if I do. You are to protect me from plots. Your son may serve me by going through the Ancients to see how we can improve our laws and customs", Guillaume said.
"Alright, you all know what to do. Go now and do your duty.
Dominus nobiscum", Guillaume concluded as he once again made the sign of the cross. The council members made the sign of the cross and left the room to go to bed, before they would leave to do their jobs.
The members of Count Guillaume's council