Having recently finished the Wolf Hall trilogy, I was craving some more Tudor history and turned from fiction, to fact. This begins where that, fictional, work, finished, with the execution of Cromwell (incidentally, the same day that Henry married Catherine) and, as such, continued the narrative in my mind. Indeed, this book is every bit as gripping, especially as I knew much less about Catherine Howard, the fifth wife of Henry VIII.
After the death of Jane Seymour, mother of his son, Edward, Henry VIII had a short lived marriage with Anne of Cleves. It was a disaster, and Henry, as was his way, cast around for a way to rid himself of what he saw as a distasteful union. Having done so and packed her off, to live comfortably out of sight, he already had his sights on young Catherine. The details of their courtship are quite bare, but, at some point, she had caught his eye – young, slim and pretty – and he quickly made her his next Queen.
The Howards were, apparently, rightly concerned about the King’s new infatuation, for Catherine had a past. Having lived with the Dowager Duchess of Norfolk, she had what the author suggests was a teenage infatuation with her music master and then a more serious relationship with Francis Dereham, a member of her grandmother’s household. In a similar way to Anne Boleyn, with Henry Percy, this was seen as serious enough to be considered a pre-contract. Although the author considers suggestions that Catherine was a victim, who fell prey to older, this is discounted – certainly in the case of Dereham - and the author argues that there is enough evidence to imply that the relationships were consensual.
Catherine was, it must be remembered, very young at this time and still a teenager when she married Henry. She began an intrigue with Thomas Culpeper, aided by Lady Rochester, the widow of George Boleyn. Although Russell does not accept that she was a victim, he is sympathetic to her plight, as a very young woman, who was indiscreet and immature. Sadly, this indiscretion was dangerous, especially with a volatile and insecure Henry. It is apparent that Henry was already viewed as a ‘monster,’ by many and that his behaviour could quickly turn from love to hatred.
Undoubtedly, this book does make Catherine come alive. A young woman who, despite her rash behaviour, seemed to be kind and thoughtful. Despite her age, she was keen to meet Henry’s children and to mend bridges with Mary, with whom she had an, initially, difficult relationship. When Anne of Cleves visited the Court, both Anne and Catherine were overly polite, warm and effusive to each other – although the author also debunks myths about her accepting her fate willingly, suggesting that she was open to a reunion with Henry after Catherine’s arrest.. Catherine could have took joy in her success at winning the king from her, and made Anne feel her failure, but she pressed gifts onto her and tried to put her at ease. She was young, but foolish, rather than wilful or spiteful. Henry, though, was not a forgiving man. Overall, a really fascinating, well written and gripping biography and I am glad I read it and learnt more than this young, and so often over-looked, Queen.