Prologue: The Royal Notary, Old Paper, and New Lies
Please do come in, milady. No, it is not a bad time. I could use a break from writing. Our Lord and Emperor (God Preserve Him Many Years) has commissioned a general history of the House of Trastamara from the year 1399 to the present year, and of course the task has fallen on me. Have you forgotten my name already. I am Enrique de Lara, court notary to His Most Catholic Majesty, Carlos IV de Trastamara, Emperor of All Spain, King of Castille Old and New, of Leon, of Galicia, of Aragon, of Navarra, of Valencia, Granada, of Portugal, of the Algarve, of Mauretania, of New Spain, of Royal Peru, of La Plata, of New Granada, Lord of the Isles of the Ocean Sea, Defender of the Faith (by the Grace of God), Prince of Toledo, well I think that is enough titles for now. I do have to write all of them at least a dozen times a day. Praise be to Our Lord and Savior that the laws of the realm all for notaries to charge by the page!
I suppose you want to hear about the first chapter. Well, for some reason His Catholic Majesty Don Carlos wanted me to start with his ancestor Enrique III (who is with God in Glory). I would have started a bit earlier, but I do as my master bids me. Now, Enrique III was born in 1379 to Juan I and his consort Leonor of Aragon. He took the throne himself in 1390, with his wife Catherine of Lancaster as his consort.
By 1399, the King and Queen remained childless, so it was a bit of a problem. Now, Don Enrique by this point still harbored the old dream of uniting the Peninsula under one monarch. By generations of marriage, he was related to the Kings of Portugal and Aragon, so he thought it wise to set his sights on uniting with his cousins on those thrones. The only problem was that neither Joao I of Portugal nor Marti I of Aragon saw things his way and both refused to recognize Don Enrique's very cogent arguments to be overlord of all the Peninsula. His advisers, meanwhile, pushed him to finish the Reconquista begun centuries earlier and drive the Muslim rulers of the Kingdom of Granada into the sea. And so Don Enrique hatched a plan to build up his military, with the stated goal, encapsulated in the Royal Pragmatic on the Conquest of Granada, given at Valladolid on March 4, 1400--I have a copy right here if you want to see it--calling for the conquest of the last Moorish kingdom in Hispania.
Don Enrique was not the most successful king that ever sat on the throne of Castille. He was definitely not the brightest of the luminaries that our royal family has produced. But I have decided to gloss some things over. After all, that is part of my job, to put the truth to paper and in the process make it conform to my patron's desires. I actually don't know much about Don Enrique III, except what my predecessors as royal notary have written down. So, even as he planned the conquest of Granada in public, in private his notaries were busy finding reasons to invade Portugal and Aragon. Portugal was the weaker of the two, but Portugal was also allied with England, one of the major kingdoms of northern Europe at the time. Henry IV was not a man to be trifled with, but maybe he would invade France and so Castille could invade Portugal while England was busy trying to regain past glories. So Don Enrique waited. Aragon would come first, but it would take some work. So he married his sister Isabel (about whom history has not left much of a record) to Marti I. She was a ravishing beauty, supposedly, but her best skills were in the area of intrigue, and she joined her bridesgroom in Barcelona later that year knowing full well that her brother meant to use her as his spy. She had been promised, in secret of course, that she would be viceroy of Aragon, but first Marti had to be subdued. He was always trying to gain the Kingdom of Sicily for himself or fighting with the Pope over Sardinia, so it would be an easy enough affair to wait until he was off on some Mediterranean adventure to tighten the noose around his own kingdom. A cunning plan, but would it succeed.
But I think that I have told you enough for one day. Come back tomorrow and we can talk some more.
Please do come in, milady. No, it is not a bad time. I could use a break from writing. Our Lord and Emperor (God Preserve Him Many Years) has commissioned a general history of the House of Trastamara from the year 1399 to the present year, and of course the task has fallen on me. Have you forgotten my name already. I am Enrique de Lara, court notary to His Most Catholic Majesty, Carlos IV de Trastamara, Emperor of All Spain, King of Castille Old and New, of Leon, of Galicia, of Aragon, of Navarra, of Valencia, Granada, of Portugal, of the Algarve, of Mauretania, of New Spain, of Royal Peru, of La Plata, of New Granada, Lord of the Isles of the Ocean Sea, Defender of the Faith (by the Grace of God), Prince of Toledo, well I think that is enough titles for now. I do have to write all of them at least a dozen times a day. Praise be to Our Lord and Savior that the laws of the realm all for notaries to charge by the page!
I suppose you want to hear about the first chapter. Well, for some reason His Catholic Majesty Don Carlos wanted me to start with his ancestor Enrique III (who is with God in Glory). I would have started a bit earlier, but I do as my master bids me. Now, Enrique III was born in 1379 to Juan I and his consort Leonor of Aragon. He took the throne himself in 1390, with his wife Catherine of Lancaster as his consort.
By 1399, the King and Queen remained childless, so it was a bit of a problem. Now, Don Enrique by this point still harbored the old dream of uniting the Peninsula under one monarch. By generations of marriage, he was related to the Kings of Portugal and Aragon, so he thought it wise to set his sights on uniting with his cousins on those thrones. The only problem was that neither Joao I of Portugal nor Marti I of Aragon saw things his way and both refused to recognize Don Enrique's very cogent arguments to be overlord of all the Peninsula. His advisers, meanwhile, pushed him to finish the Reconquista begun centuries earlier and drive the Muslim rulers of the Kingdom of Granada into the sea. And so Don Enrique hatched a plan to build up his military, with the stated goal, encapsulated in the Royal Pragmatic on the Conquest of Granada, given at Valladolid on March 4, 1400--I have a copy right here if you want to see it--calling for the conquest of the last Moorish kingdom in Hispania.
Don Enrique was not the most successful king that ever sat on the throne of Castille. He was definitely not the brightest of the luminaries that our royal family has produced. But I have decided to gloss some things over. After all, that is part of my job, to put the truth to paper and in the process make it conform to my patron's desires. I actually don't know much about Don Enrique III, except what my predecessors as royal notary have written down. So, even as he planned the conquest of Granada in public, in private his notaries were busy finding reasons to invade Portugal and Aragon. Portugal was the weaker of the two, but Portugal was also allied with England, one of the major kingdoms of northern Europe at the time. Henry IV was not a man to be trifled with, but maybe he would invade France and so Castille could invade Portugal while England was busy trying to regain past glories. So Don Enrique waited. Aragon would come first, but it would take some work. So he married his sister Isabel (about whom history has not left much of a record) to Marti I. She was a ravishing beauty, supposedly, but her best skills were in the area of intrigue, and she joined her bridesgroom in Barcelona later that year knowing full well that her brother meant to use her as his spy. She had been promised, in secret of course, that she would be viceroy of Aragon, but first Marti had to be subdued. He was always trying to gain the Kingdom of Sicily for himself or fighting with the Pope over Sardinia, so it would be an easy enough affair to wait until he was off on some Mediterranean adventure to tighten the noose around his own kingdom. A cunning plan, but would it succeed.
But I think that I have told you enough for one day. Come back tomorrow and we can talk some more.
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