1230
In january, marshall Guiguis was approached by a young priest.
‘Lord Guigues, a moment of your time, please’
‘What do you want, priest ? I am busy, and I have no money with me for gifts to the poor.’
‘Lord Guigues, don’t you recognize me ?’
Marshall Guigues, closely looked at the face of the young man, standing in front of him.
‘Mmm, you look familiar, but no, I don’t recognize you. But I can see you are a Frenchmen, so where have we met ? In Amiens or Viviers ?’
‘I am not surprised you don’t recognize me, sir. I was a child back then, but I have to speak to the queen-mother, my lord.’
‘The queen-mother, doesn’t have time to chat with every priest or peasant that comes along, young friend. So you will have to with me. Damn, you look familiar ....’
The young man smiled.
‘What I have to say, is not some chit-chat, mylord, but it is of the utmost importance to the kingdom. If this news comes out, it might well be the end of the Billungs’
‘So, and how does a young priest like you get hold of such important information ? Did some poor dead guy, confess anything to you ? Tell me, what it is. Or I will throw you out of the palace.’
‘What I have to tell, is for the queen-mother, my lord’
‘I have told you already, the queen-mother is to busy to hear nonsense’
‘When I tell you who I am, will you then bring me to the queen-mother ?’
‘Why would I then suddenly, change my mind. First tell me who you are and then I will throw you out the palace. GUARDS !!’
‘No, mylord, wait. I am Renaud Capet, son of Baudouin Capet, the former duke of Valois.’
‘Do you think I am a fool, boy. Duke Baudouin had only one son, Charles and only one daughter, Raymonde ‘the Killer-Queen. GUARDS, TAKE THIS.....’
The guards approached the two men.
‘NO, SIRE, NO, wait. Don’t you remember, some ten years ago, my father introduced me to you. I was working in the stables of my father back then’
‘You must be crazy. The son of a duke, working in the stables, you must take me for an old fool’
‘Yes, if I was a legitimate son, that would be crazy, but I am his bastardson. Please, you must remember me.’
‘Shall we throw him in the dungeons, my lord ?’ asked one of the guards.
‘No, wait. Mmm, yes now I remember you. But still that isn’t a reason to be allowed to speak to the queen-mother, young man. I would even say, that it is dangerous for you to be here, the Capets, and specially a brother of Raymonde, are not very popular at the court, she was the murderer of king Adalwin and many other people, maybe even her of own brother Charles, who knows’
‘That is what I have to discuss, with her majesty, mylord. It is about the death of king Adalwin and duke Charles, I know who murdered duke Charles Capet.’
‘Mmm, if so then that is indeed important news. Come back this afternoon, then the queen-mother and I will have some time for you.’
‘Thank you mylord, thank you.’
‘And Renaud, don’t mention your name to anyone here. That might lead to an early death.’
‘I won’t speak with anyone, my lord.’
A few hours later that day, Renaud Capet again came to the royal palace. He was quickly brought to the queen-mother and marshall Guigues. As he approached the queen-mother, Renaud fell on his knees.
'Your majesty, thank you for allowing me to tell my story, but I believe it would be better if we can speak about this in a more private place'
'Do you think, we discuss important matters, in public, you fool. We will go my chambers' said marshall Guigues.
After they arrived there, the queen-mother started to speak.
‘So, young man. You say that you can tell me more about the death of duke Charles and my husband’ the queen-mother spoke rather icely.
‘Yes, your highness I have. It is very important news and it is better that no one else besides you, your majesty, hears about it.’
‘Do you think I will leave the queen-mother alone with a Capet in one room, young fool’ said marshall Guigues.’
‘Marshall Guigues is hunderd percent reliable and everything I know he is allowed to know. So speak up, young man. Or you will be thrown into the dungeons after all’
‘Yes, yes, of course your highness. Like I told lord Guigues, I know who killed duke Charles or to be more precise I know who ordered his killing.’
‘Was it his sister, Raymonde ? Speak up man.’
‘No, your majesty it wasn’t my half-sister, it was someone else’
‘Are you going to tell us who did it or .....’
‘Well, my lady, my lord, it is rather difficult. You see what I have to tell you is very dangerous, not just for me, but also for the kingdom of Poland. And you know that ....’
‘Enough, stop this. Now tell me who ordered the killing of duke Charles ? I want a straight answer. No more long stories !’
‘Ahh, yes, uh well, you see..... it was king Adalwin’
‘WHAT ? You mean little man, how can you come here to tell me that my beloved husband was the murderer. Marshall, throw this man in the dungeons’
Marshall Guigues stepped forward to grab Renaud.
‘No wait, please, your majesty hear my story. It is true. I was a witness. I was there in the chapel when it happend’
Guigues, looked back to the queen-mother.
‘Shall I call the guards, your majesty. I am sorry to have brought this man before you.’
‘It is allright lord Guigues. Young man, now tell us the whole story and if you lie to me your punishment will be severe.’
‘Thank you, your majesty, what I have to tell you is the thruth, I would never lie to anyone, please believe me.’
‘TELL YOUR STORY !!’
‘Allright, as I have told you I was in the chapel when duke Charles was murdered. My halfbrother had been ill for quit some time and he often went to pray there for his health. Since I was his responsible for looking after his horse, he often took me with him.’
‘That evening, my halfbrother again went to visit the chapel, since it was very cold, I sneaked into to chapel also. It was our familychapel afterall and I was and am a Capet also, alltough both my halfbrother and sister never saw me as such’
‘Get on with the story or .....’
‘Yes, yes, in the chapell I saw my brother kneeling before the altar. Then suddenly two men approached him from one of the side-entrances. My brother asked who they were, they said that they were here to bring him justice, my brother didn’t know what they ment by that, but when he saw them taking out their swords and daggers he knew. My halfbrother was unarmed and was not able to defend himself. He tried to offer them money, if they would keep him alive. He would double the amount that their master had offered them. The man laughed about this, they said that such a small duke could never pay more then a king. My brother then asked, why does the king of France want me dead. The men then said, not the king of France, you fool, the king of Poland, king Adalwin. We are here to seek revenge, because your sister has killed his Billung relatives, Magnus ‘the Bastard’ and marshall Ricgozi.’
‘But I have nothing to do with that, said my brother. The men then said that a Capet is a Capet, then they stabbed him several times, shouting, ‘This is for Magnus, this is for Ricgozi’, when they saw that my brother was dead, the quickly left the chapel. That is the story, your majesty’ said Renaud.
Now a moment of silence followed, as the queen-mother sat back and started to think about what had been told to her.
‘Why do we only now hear about this, young man. Why haven’t you told that to your halfsister and your other relatives, 4 years ago ? If the people had known about it back then, then my husband would never have been allowed to inherit duke Charles’s titles.’
‘I was afraid back then, your majesty, I was only 12 years old then. And as I told you, my sister and brother didn’t really considere me a member of the family. My sister even hated me because I was a bastard, she even said a few time that it would have been better if our father had killed me as a baby. I now was afraid, that I would be the one whom they would blame for the death of my brother. And Raymonde would use that to kill me’
‘So what did you do, after you had seen the murder ?’
‘I ran away, your majesty. I fled to a nearby village, there a local priest took me in. He gave me an education and now I am a priest myself I have heard many good things about you, your majesty, that is why I came to you with this story.’
‘Thank you, Renaud’ said queen Adela.
‘Marshall Guigues, this news must never come out. No one may ever hear, what my late husband has done.’
‘I agree your majesty. With the Piast revolt just crushed such news might lead to another, more dangerous revolt. But what about young Renaud here ?’
‘I will never tell anyone else, your majesty, my lord, please believe me. I will just go away and you will never hear of me again’
‘Hhmm, it is better if we keep him here, in the palace so we can keep an eye on him’ said Guigues.
‘Yes, I believe so to, but in order to explain his stay, we should give him a occupation. As a priest he could be the new royal chaplain. What do you think, Guigues ?’
‘Chaplain Przemyslaw Yaroslavich and his family won’t like that I think, your majesty’
‘No, you are right, the Yaroslavich are very easily insulted. And Przemyslaw has behaved bravely during teh Piast-revolt. I will have to give him something as an reward.’
‘What do you have in mind your majesty ?’
‘I will grant Przemyslaw a county of his own, that of Wolgast, that will please him and his family'.
And I then will announce that Renaud will be the new chaplain. People of course me start to talk about a Capet chaplain. But I will make sure that people, know that Renaud, here, has a great hatred for the Capet’s’
Renaud, who was surprised by all of this said ‘Yes, your majesty, I hate the Capet’s very, very much.’