The Revolt of the Eaglets - Plaidy Jean (бесплатные полные книги TXT) 📗

The King received Cardinal Huguzon with many honours. He was determined to show him that he had the utmost respect for him and his master.

How good it was, he said, of the Pope and the Cardinal to accede to his request to have this troublesome matter settled. As the Cardinal knew there had been conflict between Canterbury and York since the sainted Archbishop Thomas a Becket had gone into exile. The King believed that it was time the matter was settled.

The Cardinal was gratified to find the King so agreeable. It was pleasant to be so luxuriously housed and to be given costly presents.

It was clear to him that Henry was very eager to placate Rome and that was always comforting, for a man of such power could cause a great deal of trouble to the Papacy if he had a mind to.

That he should be so concerned over the supremacy claims of York and Canterbury was unexpected. His great concern had always been to curtail the power of either and make them subservient to the crown. So the Cardinal, while he discussed this matter, was asking himself what other problem was disturbing the King. That it was one for which he needed the Pope’s help was obvious.

‘Canterbury has long held the primacy in England,’ the King was saying. ‘During the absence of Thomas a Becket the Archbishop of York performed duties which would have fallen to the lot of Canterbury. You see the dilemma in which we stand. York does not now wish to give place to Canterbury.’

The Cardinal expressed his understanding, but it seemed to him that if Rome decreed that the Archbishop of Canterbury should be the Primate, then so it should be. He would take the King’s problem to the Pope and there should be a formal pronouncement. It was clearly the King’s wish that full honour should be returned to Canterbury.

The King nodded. ‘There is one other matter … since you are here, my lord Cardinal.’

Ah, thought the Cardinal, we are coming to it now.

‘As you know,’ went on the King, ‘I have been severely plagued by my wife, the Queen.’

‘She is now your prisoner, I know.’

The King lifted his hands in a hopeless gesture. ‘What can a King do when his wife turns his own sons against him and incites them to rebellion?’

The Cardinal nodded gravely.

‘As you know, my lord Cardinal, I have recently been engaged in fighting a war in which my sons were on the opposing side. Their mother brought them up to hate me. She was caught – in the guise of a man – making her way to join them and in person make war on me. Have I not been over-lenient in merely holding her in one of my castles, where, though she is a prisoner, she is treated as a queen?’

‘You have, my lord.’

‘Many a king would have put her to death.’

The Cardinal coughed slightly. ‘I am sure, my lord, you would never be guilty of such folly. The Queen is the Duchess of Aquitaine. I believe the people of that land would have risen in revolt if she had been harmed in any way.’

‘I keep her under restraint,’ said the King, ‘but she lives like a queen. She suffers no hardship except that she may not travel abroad, and when she leaves the castle she is with an armed escort. In view of what she has done and tried to do, I must keep her under restraint. It is tragic, my lord Cardinal, when a man is deprived of his natural rights.’

‘’Tis so, my lord.’

‘I have long thought that I would put the Queen from me.’

‘You mean divorce the Queen? That would not be possible.’

‘The Queen and I are closely related. We could be divorced on grounds of consanguinity.’

The Cardinal sighed. The perpetual request. Grounds of consanguinity! It was possible if one searched long enough to find some blood connection between the nobility of England and all Europe. The trouble was that in granting the request of one side one offended the other.

The Cardinal then swore that he would carry the King’s request back to the Pope and the King could assure himself that the Cardinal would do all in his power to make the Holy Father aware of the difficulties of the King of England.

Richard de Luci, the King’s Chief Justiciar, had always been a man whom the King could trust. Ever since Henry had taken the crown Richard de Luci had held a high position and never once had he failed to serve the King. There had been moments when he had angered the King, but Henry was wise enough to know that Richard de Luci clung to his opinions solely because he believed them to be for the good of England and the King. A shrewd ruler did not think the worse of a servant who opposed him for his own good.

Richard de Luci was the King’s man, and because he now came to Henry in consternation, Henry was ready to listen to him.

Richard after his manner came straight to the point.

‘The visit of the Cardinal Huguzon has not been brought about simply to solve the controversy between Canterbury and York, I know. My lord, you are contemplating divorcing the Queen.’

‘It is irksome to be bound to one who has shown herself an enemy.’

Richard agreed that this was so.

‘My lord, what would happen to the Queen if you were to divorce her and re-marry?’

‘She would remain my prisoner. By God’s eyes, Richard, do you think I would allow that woman her freedom that she might go back to Aquitaine and plot against me?’

‘Nay, I do not think you would, my lord. But I beg you consider this matter with great care.’

The King looked exasperated but Richard had more than once ignored the rising signs of temper.

‘Do you imagine I have not considered this matter with the utmost care!’ cried the King.

‘I know it has been your great concern for some time. But I beg of you, my lord, to consider afresh what this divorce would mean.’

‘It would rid me of a she-wolf who has plagued me and turned my sons against me.’

‘And more than that, my lord. It would rid you of Aquitaine.’

‘I should hold it.’

Richard shook his head. ‘She is the Duchess and your son Richard has been proclaimed Duke.’

‘It is a vain title. Aquitaine is mine.’

‘You received the title when you married the Duchess but the people would never accept you. They have ever been loyal to the Queen and regard her as their true ruler. If you rid yourself of the Queen you will rid yourself of Aquitaine.’

‘By God’s eyes, Richard, you would keep me tied to a woman I hate.’

‘I could do nothing, my lord, if you wished it otherwise. My duty is to remind you of what this divorce would mean. She is a great heiress. Aquitaine would rise against you. What of Normandy?’

‘My sons have sworn not to take arms against me.’

‘My lord, we know what these oaths mean in cases of emergency.’

‘A curse on you, Richard. You disquiet me. I had made up my mind. But, my good friend, I know you say what you say out of love and loyalty to me.’

‘Then I have achieved my purpose.’

‘So you believe that there is no way of getting a divorce without strife that could well continue for the rest of my life?’

‘I do believe that, my lord.’

‘But I want to marry again.’

‘My lord, could you not content yourself with a mistress? You have long made this compromise.’

‘It is not so easy now. Tell me truthfully, Richard, have you heard rumours?’

‘I have, my lord.’

‘Then it has been spoken of.’

‘With discretion and only in certain quarters. We must see that it is not generally known.’

‘But what can I do, Richard?’

‘The lady has been removed from Court. She has been travelling to the North for her education. When she returns it would be well if you did not see her again.’

‘That is impossible.’

‘She should be married without delay.’

The King hit his left hand with his right clenched fist. ‘No,’ he said. ‘I will never agree to it.’