Aimery de Lusignan was appointed Constable of Jerusalem by Baldwin IV in the late 1170s and retained that position until, abruptly, in 1193, he was arrested for High Treason by Henri de Champagne, consort of Queen Isabella -- the uncrowned King of Jerusalem 1192-1197. An excerpt from "The Last Crusader Kingdom."
The
men who forced their way inside were dressed in chain mail from head to toe.
They wore skullcap helmets with heavy nose guards. Most terrifying of all, they
wore surcoats with the arms of Jerusalem on them: they were the King’s men.
“Where’s
Lord Aimery?” one of them barked at the stunned servants.
“I’m
here!” Aimery called from the floor above. Without hesitation the four armored
men pushed past the frightened servants to the stairs at the back of the vaulted
room. They pounded up to the next floor, and as they emerged out of the
stairway, they found the Constable of Jerusalem hastily donning his surcoat
while a young squire held his sword ready for him to take.
“Hold
that, boy!” one of the King’s men shouted, springing to put himself between the
squire and the Constable. He pushed the squire backwards, pinned him against
the wall, and wrenched the sword out of his hands with little trouble.
Meanwhile,
the sergeant turned his attention to the Constable himself. “My lord, you are
under arrest for high treason! Either you come with us willingly, or we have
orders to take you by force.”
Aimery
de Lusignan was a handsome man in his early fifties. His shoulder-length blond
hair was somewhat disheveled and his face was sprouting the beginnings of a
beard, but he had managed to pull on braies, hose, and a gambeson over his
nightshirt. He stood with his shoulders squared and his head held high. “The
charges are false and slanderous!” he told the sergeant firmly. “I will defend
myself before the High Court.”
“Maybe.
For now you’re coming with us!” the sergeant answered bluntly, ominously
lowering his hand to his hilt.
“Where
are you taking me?” the Constable asked gruffly.
“To
the royal dungeon, where all traitors are held! Now, are you coming willingly,
or must I use force?”
“Will
you at least allow me to put on boots?” the Constable asked back in a voice
edged with bitterness.
“No
tricks!” the sergeant warned, drawing his sword for emphasis before nodding to
Lord Aimery to get on with it.
The
Constable walked across the room to where his knee-high boots were standing,
the soft upper parts flopped over on their sides. He took the suede boots, sat
on the nearest chest, and pulled them on one at a time. Then he stood and
surveyed the room briefly; whether he was looking for a chance to escape or
simply taking a last leave was unclear. The king’s men blocked the door, their
swords drawn. They not only ensured he was trapped, they also kept his wife
out. He could hear her anxious voice in the hall demanding an explanation. His
squire was still pinned against the far wall, his eyes wide with shock and
disbelief.
“John,
get word to your father of what has happened,” the Constable ordered the youth
before walking briskly toward the men sent to arrest him. He allowed them to
close around him as he passed out of the door. They clattered down the stairs
and out into the street, leaving John and Lady Eschiva standing on the upstairs
landing in horrified paralysis.
“Treason?”
Lady Eschiva asked the squire. “Did I hear correctly? Champagne has arrested my
lord husband for treason? But that’s not possible!” she protested.
I'm working on getting there. Found "History of the Crusades; Their Rise, Progress and Results" by Major Proctor of the Royal Military Academy, published in 1854, under about twenty inches of dust at a friend's place. Interesting reading and I'm enjoying the "old time" writing. LOL
ReplyDeleteSome conclusions that occurred to me almost immediately seem to have escaped him. Looking forward to discussing it with you. But my sights are still set on the rest of your publications. Need to write my review of "A Peerless Peer." Enjoyed it immensely.
I look forward to your comments, even if without reading the original I many not be able to say much.
Delete"A Peerless Peer" is my favorite of the Leonidas Trilogy. Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for a review!
"A Peerless Peer" is your favorite just because Gorgo got her man . . . through political manipulation!
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Not really. It's my favorite because it doesn't end with Thermopylae.
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