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464 pages, Paperback
First published December 2, 2014
[William] spurred straight on to meet the advancing [Duke] Richard [the Lionheart]. When the [duke] saw him coming he shouted at the top of his voice: ‘God’s legs, Marshal! Don’t kill me. That would be a wicked thing to do, since you find me here completely unarmed.’I was reading The Greatest Knight: The Remarkable Life of William Marshal, The Power Behind Five English Thrones when a building about thirty feet away from me exploded. During the ensuing chaos, it was the tearful urgings of my girlfriend that prodded me from my stupor and out of what would soon become a seven-alarm fire. The flames would devour three building in Manhattan’s East Village and leave another building—the one that shared a wall with me—with enough structural damage to likely be torn down. Two people died.
In that instant, Marshal could have slain Richard, skewering his body with the same lethal force that dispatched Patrick of Salisbury in 1168. Had there been more than a split second to ponder the choice, William might perhaps have acted different. As it was, instinct took over. Marshal simply could not bring himself to kill and un-armoured opponent, let alone the heir-apparent to the Angevin realm, King Henry’s eldest son. Instead, he was said to have shouted in reply: ‘Indeed I won’t. Let the Devil kill you! I shall not by the one to do it’, and at the last moment, lowering his lance fractionally, he drove it into Richard’s mount. With that ‘the horse died instantly; it never took another step forward’ and as it fell, the Lionheart was thrown to the ground and his pursuit of the king brought to an end.
With his eyes focused solely upon the dogged pursuit of power, the Lionheart had betrayed his family, sided with the Angevins’ avowed foe and waged open war upon his kin. Now all his cherished ambitions had been fulfilled and Henry [II]’s corpse lay cold and lifeless before him...At last, Richard turned from the body and ‘asked for the Marshal to come to him immediately’. With only the Old King’s chancellor, Maurice Craon in tow, the two men rode out into the verdant countryside surrounding Fontevraud.Marshal’s act of mercy was not later diminished by the Lionheart’s boastful self-importance, and his iron rebuttal seemed neither whinging nor gleeful. In fact, it was quite daring. Perhaps there is a lesson here, on how to handle the issue of proprietary suffering—to keep in mind that the hardships of others remain hardships, no matter where they fall in relation to your own.
The History preserves a dramatic record of this tense encounter. After a long pause, Richard finally broke the silence, apparently saying: ‘Marshal, the other day you intended to kill me, and you would have, without a doubt, if I hadn’t deflected your lance with my arm.’ This was a dangerous moment. Should William accept this comment, he would allow the Lionheart to save face, yet at the same time admit to having sought his death. According to the History at least, he chose the harder path, replying: ‘It was never my intention to kill you … I am still strong enough to direct my lance [and] if I had wanted to, I could have driven it straight through your body, just as I did that horse of yours.’ Richard might have taken mortal offence at this blunt contradiction. Instead, he was said to have declared: ‘Marshal, you are forgiven, I shall never be angry with you over that matter.’