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21 February 2017

Mistresses: Daisy Greville, Countess of Warwick

by Heather Domin

Prince Albert of England (later King Edward VII) was well known for his string of mistresses and liaisons, who ran the gamut from madams and actresses to the wives of English aristocrats (including Winston Churchill’s mother). But one of his most famous paramours earned her place in history not just for her affair with the Prince, but for how she used her fame once her royal affair was over. She was Daisy Greville, the indomitable Lady Brooke, Countess of Warwick.

Daisy Greville in 1897, at the height of
her relationship with Prince Albert
Born Frances Maynard in 1861, the vivacious girl known as Daisy burst onto the English social scene as a teenager, when she was briefly considered as a bride for Queen Victoria’s youngest son Prince Leopold. At age 20 she married Francis Greville, Lord Brooke, who a few years later became the Earl of Warwick. Marrying a peer elevated Daisy into the highest circle of English society, which was notorious for its decidedly un-Victorian culture of idle hedonism, lavish parties, and extramarital sex. She soon began affairs with several men, which raised no eyebrows – but it was her refusal to hide these affairs that raised many. Daisy paid no heed to the strict rule of silence and became infamous for the only true sin of the day: indiscretion. She told tales, named names, made scenes, and even wrote jealous letters to her lovers’ wives. Fellow socialites dubbed her “Babbling Brooke”, a play on her title of Lady Brooke. But despite her impetuous nature she remained at the pinnacle of the English social scene, as famous for her style, wit, and charm as she was for her occasional lapses in judgement. It was only a matter of time before she came into contact with the Playboy Prince himself, Albert of Wales, heir to the British throne.

Their affair began after Daisy appealed to the Prince (known as Bertie to friends and family) to help control a scandal with another of her lovers, which had of course been caused by her own recklessness. His royal influence eventually put an end to the public drama, and the prince fell in love with the damsel he had rescued from distress. Soon Daisy was Bertie’s official mistress. She threw him fabulous parties and hosted his entire social circle, the “Marlborough House Set”, on long getaways in the country; he called her ‘my darling Daisy’ and shared her enthusiasm for bicycling, a fad which was quickly becoming a symbol of early feminism (see the image of the Gibson Girl with her split riding skirt and modern, independent lifestyle). In a lifetime full of liaisons and rendezvouses, the Prince considered Daisy one of the three great loves of his life, and listed her among his closest confidantes.

Daisy and Bertie’s sexual affair only lasted a few years, but after it ended she did not fade away or sink into obscurity. On the contrary: though the Prince’s ardor for her cooled, they remained close friends. After he became King Edward VII in 1901, he visited Daisy often during his decade-long reign to get away from court life, seeking her advice on family matters and even his relationships with her successor mistresses. She too moved on to enjoy other high-profile relationships that fueled society gossip, including the long-standing rumor that her two youngest children were not fathered by her husband. But in the Victorian aristocracy all this adultery did not necessarily mean one’s own marriage was unhappy; Daisy and her husband were on good terms and stayed together until his death in 1924.

By that time a life of high-society partying had drained Daisy’s coffers, and as a widow facing poverty with neither husband nor royal benefactor (King Edward had died in 1910), she made a rather desperate move: she threatened to publish her most private letters from Bertie unless the current King paid for her silence. George V did not take the bait, but in the end Daisy was allowed to publish a censored version of her memoirs to avoid bankruptcy. She ended up writing over a dozen books, not just her autobiography but works on various social themes, history, and even gardening. Her two memoirs, Life's Ebb & Flow and Discretions, are now regarded as some of the best-written of the Victorian era. 

In later life Daisy became a staunch advocate for social justice. She was in favor of women’s suffrage, founded a women’s college, and contributed to women’s charities. As she had in her younger days, she refused to conform to society’s expectations and lived life on her own terms. She even ran for Parliament in 1923, but lost to Anthony Eden. 

Daisy & Bertie's relationship was profiled in two books I highly recommend: Leslie Carroll’s Royal Affairs and Jane Ridley’s The Heir Apparent. There’s also The King in Love by Theo Aronson, which is on my to-read list. And of course, there are Daisy’s own memoirs. The Countess of Warwick was a fascinating study in contrasts, embodying the shifting sands and conflicting mores of the late 19th and early 20th century. She even managed to get a song named after her: 'Daisy Bell', also known as 'A Bicycle Built for Two'.

Daisy Greville at Wikipedia
Edwardian Promenade: Daisy, Countess of Warwick
History of Bicycling: Daisy Greville



Heather Domin writes historical, romantic, and speculative fiction, including the Valerian's Legion series set in August Rome. She has been a contributor and assistant moderator at Unusual Historicals since 2011.  heatherdomin.com

19 August 2016

New & Noteworthy: August 19

Anita Davison's latest novel MURDER ON THE MINNEAPOLIS will be re-released by Aria (an imprint of Head of Zeus) in October 2016. This is the first in a series of five novels featuring the adventures of amateur sleuth Flora Maguire. The second book, MURDER AT CLEEVE ABBEY, is due for release this December, with the rest to follow in 2017. MURDER ON THE MINNEAPOLIS is now available for pre-order at Amazon.

To celebrate the re-release of THE CROSS AND THE DRAGON, Kim Rendfeld is holding two giveaways: one for a signed paperback for U.S. residents via Goodreads, the other for an ebook open internationally via her blog. See Kim’s post for details.

NOTE: Heather Domin's blog tour at Historical Fiction Virtual Book Tours promoting THE HEIRS OF FORTUNE has been postponed due to scheduling conflicts. As soon as it is rescheduled, the new date will be announced.

17 June 2016

New & Noteworthy: June 17



• To celebrate the release of her contemporary paranormal novel, AWASH IN TALENT, Jessica Knauss discussed its historical underpinnings with fellow U.H. contributor Kim RendfieldYou can read the blog post here. 



Michelle Styles' novel SUMMER OF THE VIKING has been released in Norway, Sweden, and France. Also, her novel TAKEN BY THE VIKING has been re-released in the UK as part of the "Forbidden Nights" anthology. For more information, visit michellestyles.co.uk.  


M.J. Neary's new novel THE GATE OF DAWN is now available for purchase at Amazon, and is receiving great reviews. Congratulations M.J.! You can get your copy at Amazon here.


Heather Domin is preparing a blog tour hosted by Historical Fiction Virtual Book Tours for her novel THE HEIRS OF FORTUNE, scheduled to begin July 11. More information to come.

20 May 2016

New & Noteworthy: May 20

M.J. Neary's new novel THE GATE OF DAWN will soon be released by Penmore Press. Stay tuned to Penmore Press for the cover art and purchasing links. Congrats M.J.!

Blythe Gifford has two book signings this month. On Saturday, May 21, at 3 p.m., she will be signing at the Hyatt Regency in Schaumburg, IL with many other authors as part of the Spring Fling Book Signing.  Then, on Sunday, May 22, at 2 p.m., she will be part of an historical romance panel and signing at Anderson’s Books in Naperville, IL.  For details, see www.blythegifford.com.


Heather Domin is running a Memorial Day double giveaway for her VALERIAN'S LEGION series. Goodreads users can enter to win paperbacks here, and Tumblr users can enter to win e-books here. Winners will be chosen May 27.


21 March 2016

First Ladies: Antonia Minor


In Ancient Rome women rarely held official positions, but often wielded considerable power behind the scenes. One of the best examples of this is Antonia Minor: daughter, niece, wife, mother, aunt, and grandmother of powerful Roman men, and in her own right one of the most powerful women in Roman history.

the Juno Ludovisi,
a portrait of Antonia Minor
Antonia was born in 36 BCE, the younger of two daughters born to Marc Antony and Octavia Minor. She never knew her father, who left his family for his ill-fated affair with Queen Cleopatra when Antonia was a toddler; she was raised by her mother and her uncle Octavian (soon to be known as Caesar Augustus) as part of a collection of important children brought up within Augustus' oversight, the offspring of family, friends, and enemies. Growing up in such an environment, Antonia must have learned the ways of Rome from an early age. She learned them well indeed.

At age 20 she married her step-cousin Drusus, the darling of the Roman military world. For seven years they were the power couple of Rome, touted by the Princeps as models of conservative Roman family values; in a time when the government had to browbeat the upper class into having children, Antonia was pregnant at least 5 times in 7 years (though only 3 children lived). She accompanied her husband on campaign and was so beloved by his soldiers that they called her "Mother of the Legions". By all accounts they were truly in love  there are no stories of either party having affairs, which was nearly unheard of in aristocratic Roman society. I often wonder how Antonia’s life might have been if Drusus had succeeded Augustus and she had become the true first lady of Rome, living happily ever after with her husband and children. Alas, that was not to be. In 9BCE Drusus died at the age of 29, leaving Antonia a widow at 27.

Rather than shrinking into the background, Antonia remained influential  and single  for the rest of her life. The Senate recognized her with honors and offered her the title Augusta, a distinction that had only been given to one other woman (her equally formidable aunt Livia, wife of Augustus). She'd inherited a lot of property and money from her father and husband, and she managed it on her own, interacting with male associates on terms of equality as an independent businesswoman. She and her aunt Livia oversaw the Julio-Claudian dynasty with a steely authority that earned them both the enmity of Roman writers, who tended to view strong women as cold, ruthless, vain, and unnatural.

coin featuring Antonia's profile
and the title Antonia Augusta
It's true that when it came to running the family business, Antonia did not let maternal instincts get in the way. She showed disdain for her youngest child, the stammering Claudius, mocking him as stupid and even calling him a monster. Roman attitudes to physical impairment surely colored her judgment, but it could be she just didn't like him. Perhaps losing Drusus had hardened her beyond such tenderness. But she couldn’t have been entirely without feeling – like her uncle Augustus, she collected the offspring of dead relations and raised a household of other people's children. She outlived several of them, including two of her own children: her son Germanicus followed in his father's footsteps by dying young of mysterious circumstances, while her only daughter Livilla masterminded a plot to assassinate Tiberius in 31CE. Antonia administered swift and merciless punishment, locking her daughter away and possibly starving her to death. No matter what else, loyalty to the family must always come first. 

At the age of 73, Antonia Minor died the same way she had lived: on her own terms, and by her own strength. When her grandson Caligula refused to listen to her advice and showed himself entirely unconcerned with the family's honor, she committed suicide as an act of protest. If only she had waited a little longer and seen her youngest son come to power, she could have known that not everything in her life was destined to come to a tragic end. Her stupid little monster ended up becoming one of the greatest emperors in Roman history.





Heather Domin is the author of The Heirs of Fortune, set in Augustan Rome, in which Antonia Minor plays a small but important role. She has been a contributing member of Unusual Historicals since 2011.

18 March 2016

New & Noteworthy: March 18

The Portuguese version of SULTANA by Lisa J. Yarde (book #1 of the Sultana series) is now available. You can purchase the ebook at the following links: Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Heather Domin's books are now available in paperback at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and all major book retailers via Ingram distribution. Just search for "Heather Domin" at your favorite site.

19 February 2016

New & Noteworthy: February 19

M.J. Neary's novel THE GATE OF DAWN has been accepted for publication by Penmore Press. Congratulations M.J.! You can learn more about THE GATES OF DAWN at M.J.'s guest post from 2015

Michelle Styles' novel VIKING WARRIOR, UNWILLING WIFE has been released in Portuguese under the title FORCA INVARSORA, available now in both print and ebook formats.

Lindsay Townsend's medieval historical romance novella AMICE AND THE MERCENARY will be published by Prairie Rose Publications on Feb 25th. The novella is a stand-alone sequel to MISTRESS ANGEL and features some of the same characters.

Heather Domin's recent novel THE HEIRS OF FORTUNE is now available in paperback and ebook through most major book retailers. French and German translations should be available later in 2016.




15 January 2016

New & Noteworthy: January 15

Happy New Year to our readers!

Unusual Historicals welcomes not one, but two new contributors to start off 2016. Laura Rahme is an Australian-French author who has written stories set in Ming Dynasty China and medieval Venice. Alison Morton is the author of the popular Roma Nova series of thrillers set in an alternate-history 20th century Rome. Both are no stranger to writing stories set outside the mainstream. Welcome to U.H., ladies!

In other Unusual Historicals news:


Michelle Styles' novel PAYING THE VIKING'S PRICE has been published this month in German as In den Armen des Barbaren (In the Arms of the Barbarian). Meanwhile, her novel TAMING HIS VIKING WOMAN has been listed as one of Harlequin's top reads in their Best of the Best list. Congrats, Michelle!


Blythe Gifford's WHISPERS AT COURT was named one of the best "Not-Your-Usual Historicals" of 2015 by Wendy, the Super Librarian, writing for Heroes and Heartbreakers. Wendy writes, "I can always count on [Blythe's] stories featuring a very strong sense of place, and she always weaves in realistic for the era conflict."

Heather Domin's new novel THE HEIRS OF FORTUNE is now available in paperback per reader request. It will soon be distributed through all major book retailers, but until then you can get a copy at Lulu.com. To celebrate, Heather is currently reformatting her other two novels, THE SOLDIER OF RAETIA and ALLEGIANCE, for re-release later this month.

18 December 2015

New & Noteworthy: December 18

Happy Holidays from the Unusual Historicals crew! We are pleased to share two new releases with you this month.

Sultana: The Pomegranate Tree, the fifth novel in Lisa J. Yarde's Sultana series, is featured this week at Unusual Historicals. Leave a comment for Lisa before Sunday, December 20 for a chance to win a digital copy!

You can also purchase Sultana: The Pomegranate Tree from the following  retailers:





Heather Domin's new novel The Heirs of Fortune, the sequel to 2009's The Soldier of Raetia, is now available in ebook formats from the following retailers: 


A paperback edition is coming soon from Lulu. Saturnalia Special: from now until January 1st, use coupon code WS76F at Smashwords to get Soldier of Raetia for  $1.99.

16 November 2015

The Dead: Join the Club

Roman death masks
Since the Romans believed the dead lived on as spirits who participated in the living world, influencing the lives of their descendants for good or ill (see last month's post for more on that), funerals in ancient Rome were serious business. Insufficient mourning could doom the deceased to wander the earth without peace, lonely and restless; this might turn them from benevolent lares to malevolent lemures, wreaking havoc on the living, and possibly drawing the ire of the gods on those who had neglected to show the dead the proper respect. Therefore, a decent funeral was a necessity. For wealthier Romans this was no problem; you can read all about the elaborate funerals put on by the well-to-do, sometimes lasting for weeks, featuring everything from a grand lying in state to public parades, games, sacrifices, feasts, and eulogies by famous orators. But what about the ordinary Roman? How did the vast majority of the population – tradesmen, laborers, farmers – provide a suitable farewell for their dearly departed? The answer was thoroughly Roman: they joined a funeral club.

Social clubs, known as collegia (colleges), were quite common in Roman society, so much so that the government kept track of them to make sure they weren't used to foment dissent. Romans formed clubs based on all sorts of associations: trade guilds, religious cults, sports affiliations, various hobbies and pastimes. One of the most common was the funeraticium collegium, the funeral club. Members paid an entrance fee and monthly dues, which were used to pay for each member's eventual funeral expenses. This ensured your funeral would have all the trimmings an ordinary Roman couldn't afford: a good undertaker, a death mask, professional mourners (usually women, paid to wail theatrically and keep up the required level of grief), musicians and singers, a procession to the cemetery outside of town, offerings for your pyre, and a tomb for your ashes. Club members were bound to help plan and attend the funerals of fellow members, and were responsible for providing the cena novientas, the dinner that took place nine days after death to celebrate the life of the deceased. Membership in a funeral club ensured that even the poorest Romans would be ushered into the afterlife in style.

One such club in the Italian town of Lanuvium had the minutes of their first meeting carved in marble as a charter. Dated 133 CE, these by-laws show in great detail how funeral clubs operated:

...it is decided that those who wish to join this club should pay an initiation fee of 100 sesterces and an amphora of good wine. Then each month he should pay five ases. 
...if any member of this club has paid his dues regularly and then dies, 300 sesterces will be allotted from the treasury for his funeral. Of this amount, 50 sesterces will be used to reimburse participants in the funeral procession.
...if any member of this club should die beyond the 20th milestone from this town, three men chosen from this club will go to that place and make arrangements for his funeral. They will then make a report of the expense  without deceit.
...if any member of this club who is a slave should die, and if his body should not be handed over to us because of the unfairness of his master, a funeral will be held for an effigy of him.
...if any member of this club has not paid his dues for six months in a row, and then meets death, arrangements will not be made for his funeral.

Regulations were set down for electing a club president, scheduling meetings and dinners, setting fines for infractions, and investigating fraud. The club president was tasked with making offerings at festivals on behalf of all members, keeping track of the treasury, and hosting the monthly meeting, including providing dinner and oil for bathing.

You might think that a club based on death would only meet when a member had died, but records show that funeral clubs were in fact active social groups. For poor Romans who couldn't afford multiple membership dues, or people who lived in sparsely populated areas, the funeral club might be their only social outlet; it seems morbid to modern sensibilities, but to the Romans being dead was just another version of being alive, and what could be a stronger basis for friendship than helping each other find peace in the afterlife? Such clubs provided community interaction and social welfare, with members looking after each other in good times and bad. Besides the monthly dinner meeting, one can imagine them getting together for holidays and festivals, inviting each other to weddings and births as well as funerals. Roman funeral clubs were more than a group savings account for cremation  they were an example of the Roman integration of death into life, and the importance placed on taking proper care of the dead, even before they've died.

Quotes from the Lanuvium charter are taken from As the Romans Did by Jo-Ann Shelton (1998), pg 97.



Heather Domin has been an Unusual Historicals contributor since 2011. She is the author of The Soldier of Raetia, set in Augustan Rome, and Allegiance, set in 1920s Dublin. Her newest title, The Heirs of Fortune (sequel to Soldier of Raetia) will be released on November 30.

26 October 2015

Myth & Folklore: Ghosts & Ghouls of Ancient Rome


For the Romans, the supernatural was as real as any other part of the world around them. Spirits were everywhere, affecting everything, and could be roughly divided into three categories. Gods and demi-gods comprised one group, including the nymphs inhabiting natural places and the spirits embodying Roman virtues. The souls of the dead comprised another: lares acted as benevolent and helpful guardian spirits, while lemures harassed the living in retaliation for unsettled scores. If a lare's family failed to honor them properly, they might make the switch to lemur, so it behooved Romans to keep the dearly departed happy; there was even a special holiday, the Lemuria, for placating angry souls and coaxing them back onto your side. The third group included supernatural beings who were neither ghost nor god: monsters, creatures, and demons, including Halloween staples like witches, werewolves, and vampires.

Erictho by John Mortimer
Witches were a particular concern for the ancient Romans, who believed strongly in the power of spells, curses, and ill omens. Magic itself was not seen as evil, but dark magic could be diabolical indeed. Creatures like sirens and harpies used magic to ensnare mortals, but much more frightening were stories of humans – usually women – who were so skilled in sorcery that they were transformed into demonic beings. The poet Lucan told the story of one such witch, Erictho, whom "even the gods feared" – her hobbies included necromancy, eating dead bodies, cutting fetuses from wombs and burning them, stealing offerings from funeral pyres to use in curses, and making out with corpses while whispering messages to the underworld down their throats. Yikes.

As for werewolves, Virgil, Pliny, and Ovid all mention them, but they're not quite the same as the modern-day version. Their werewolves were humans who'd been turned into wolves as a punishment for some heinous crime, usually cannibalism. The werewolf legend in Rome was less of a monster story than a symbol of barbarism, of savages who were neither human nor beast but something in between. The Greek historian Herodotus wrote of a Slavic tribe who transformed into wolves once every year and danced beneath the moon, but that's as close to the modern werewolf as the legend got. The word "lycanthrope", however, does come from the Greco-Roman myth of Lycaon, a king who was transformed into a wolf for killing his own son. 

The Lamia
by John Waterhouse
The Roman vampire was the lamia. The name comes from the Greek myth of Lamia, Queen of Libya, who was turned by Hera into a child-eating demon; the Romans, as per usual, took the story and created their own version, a supernatural seductress who killed not children but young, virile men. Lamiae would hang out in isolated places like marshes or lonely roads, where they would seduce travelers and then drink their blood or consume their life force. They might also appear in dreams, a forerunner of the medieval succubus. As in many vampire legends, lamiae symbolized unbridled female sexuality; in Pre-Raphaelite and Romantic art they were used to represent courtesans, mistresses, or other wanton women, often combined with snake imagery (see John Keats' poem "Lamia", where she is half woman, half snake), a cruel temptress sucking the life out of some poor innocent man. 

But while there were enough legends of ghosts, ghouls, and goblins to scare the subligar off any ancient Roman, only the lemures had their own holiday. For the Romans, of all the things that go bump in the night, the scariest were not vampires, zombies, or werewolves, but disgruntled grandparents. If you kept your ancestors happy, they would make sure none of these other creepy-crawlies could get to you.



Heather Domin has been an Unusual Historicals contributor since 2011. She is the author of The Soldier of Raetia, set in Augustan Rome, and Allegiance, set in 1920s Dublin. Her newest title, The Heirs of Fortune (sequel to Soldier of Raetia) will be released on November 30.

16 October 2015

New & Noteworthy: October 16


Michelle Styles has three new editions of two titles: SUMMER OF THE VIKING is out in Large Print in English and as El Verano del Vikingo in Spain, while A CHRISTMAS WEDDING WAGER is out as a three-in-one in Germany entitled Sinnliche Bescherung Für Miss Emma (Sensual Gifts for Miss Emma). See michellestyles.com for more information.


Heather Domin's Allegiance: A Dublin Novella will be released in French on October 21 by Sidh Press. Meanwhile her new novel THE HEIRS OF FORTUNE, the sequel to 2009's THE SOLDIER OF RAETIA, is scheduled for publication on November 30. See heatherdomin.com for more information.

18 September 2015

New & Noteworthy: September 18

Jessica Knauss has been accepted into Grub Street's prestigious Launch Lab. Taking place over the next three months, Launch Lab is a seminar in which eleven other soon-to-be-published authors and industry professionals will collaborate to create the best launch experiences possible for their books, including Jessica's SEVEN NOBLE NIGHTS (Bagwyn Books, 2016). Jessica thinks she may be the only historical novelist in the group, but will report in full on her blog at www.jessicaknauss.com. Grub Street is Boston's literary hub, with classes, a yearly conference, and other indispensable writer support. 

Heather Domin's 2012 novella ALLEGIANCE will be published in French by Sidh Press on October 21. Pre-order is available now at Amazon.fr. Sidh Press will publish the French edition of Heather's 2009 novel THE SOLDIER OF RAETIA later this year, as well as the sequel THE HEIRS OF FORTUNE in 2016. Heather is excited to be working with this new independent press to bring her stories to French-speaking readers. For more information, visit sidhpress.com.

20 April 2015

Mad Monarchs: Elegabalus



When you think of mad monarchs and Ancient Rome, names like Caligula or Nero probably come to mind. Several emperors were eccentric, and a few were truly odd, but none quite match the short and bizarre reign of Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Augustus, known to history as Elegabalus. But was this boy-emperor really mad, or one of the most misunderstood figures ever to sit on the Roman throne?

Elegabalus was born Varius Avitus Bassianus in what is now Syria. His family were priests of the sun god El-Gabal, from which Elegabalus took his nickname. He became high priest while still a child, an elevation that played a major role in his identity. Elegabalus' mother Julia was a cousin of Emperor Caracalla; when Caracalla was assassinated in 217, his successor Macrinus exiled the royal family back to Syria, where it only took them a year to plot Macrinus' overthrow. Julia then thrust her son into the spotlight, claiming he was Caracalla's illegitimate son and therefore heir. (The fact that she would push her child onto a throne stained with the blood of two predecessors says a lot about Elegabalus' upbringing.) Macrinus told the Senate the boy was insane, but with the army’s support Elegabalus was given the regal name Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Augustus and proclaimed emperor at the age of 14.

His career was doomed from the start. He brought his Syrian entourage to Rome and placed them in positions of power, alienating the Roman elite. He had no intention of giving up his priesthood – instead, he built a temple to El-Gabal on the Palatine and filled it with statues of Roman gods pilfered from their own temples. He forced Senators to take part in these rituals, and commanded Christians and Jews to relocate their worship services to El-Gabal's temple; he then tried to merge his god with the Roman sun god Sol Invictus, elevate him above Jupiter, and marry him to Minerva. Rome was appalled.

But if his religious behavior caused outrage, his sexual proclivities were an even greater scandal. While Roman sexuality was more fluid than many realize, men were expected to conform to an ideal of masculinity, an ideal which Elegabalus flouted at every opportunity. He forced the Senate to watch him dance in women's clothing, performing sexual rites with El-Gabal's priests. He married a Vestal Virgin -- in itself an unthinkable taboo -- but his true love was a male slave named Hierocles whom Elegabalus proclaimed to be his husband. Roman writers claimed he married Hierocles in a public ceremony and referred to himself as "the wife and queen of Hierocles". In any Roman man such behavior would be shocking, but in the emperor it was intolerable. Stories of his worst crimes were most likely embellished; one described an orgy where participants smothered to death under a mountain of rose petals, while Cassius Dio claimed the young emperor set up a brothel in the palace where he prostituted himself to hand-picked "customers". Rumors spread of human sacrifice and sado-masochistic atrocities – such tales were overkill, though, as the emperor's public behavior was enough to ensure a short reign.

Elegabalus was emperor for four years. In 222, when his grandmother realized his downfall was imminent, she threw him to the wolves and hatched a plot to assassinate him, replacing him with his equally inexperienced but much more malleable cousin. Elegabalus and his mother tried to flee back to Syria, but they were captured and murdered, their mutilated bodies put on display before being thrown into the Tiber. Elegabalus was just 18 years old.

The story of Elegabalus embodies the unbridled debauchery historians blamed for Rome's decline. But was he actually insane, or too different and uncontrollable to tolerate? Here is a teenager who grew up in extreme privilege, venerated from childhood, manipulated by his mother, used as a pawn and thrust into a role for which he was neither prepared nor suitable. He was certainly a terrible ruler – he did nothing but spend money and alienate government, army, and populace alike. Add in religious fanaticism and sexual nonconformity, and you have one of the most disastrous emperors in Roman history. But was there more to it than that? Some today think Elegabalus was actually transgender; his legendary offer to give half the Empire to any doctor who could give him female genitalia certainly supports that theory. Being trans, of course, is in no way a mental illness, but in the Roman world it would have been considered so. It’s hard enough being a trans teenager in 2015; being one in Ancient Rome could certainly have exacerbated any other emotional struggles (and in those circumstances, there were probably quite a few). Was Elegabalus an unhinged religious extremist, a spoiled brat unraveling in depravity? Or was she a lonely girl starving for love, desperate to make her life match her identity? No matter the answer, Elegabalus is one of the most tragic of all the Roman emperors, whose tumultuous personality made for a legacy as one of the worst of the mad monarchs of Rome.



Heather Domin is the author of the Valerian's Legion series, set in Augustan Rome, and Allegiance, set in 1922 Dublin. She has been an Unusual Historicals contributor since 2011.

20 March 2015

New & Noteworthy: March 20

Blythe Gifford has a cover for WHISPERS AT COURT, her June 2015 release from Harlequin Historical in the US and UK. The second Royal Wedding story, it is set at the English court of Edward III, where noble French hostages are being held as prisoners of war. 
Lady Cecily scorns the French hostages, who are treated as honored guests. The men play at love games and Cecily fears her mistress, the princess, could be disgraced. War-weary chevalier Marc de Marcel wants only to return home. Uncertain whether his ransom will ever be paid, he makes an unlikely alliance with enticing, fire-and-ice Cecily. He'll help her keep the princess safe from ruin if she'll help him escape. A pact which could lead them into a scandal all their own…
• Ian Lipke has begun a new project: a history of the University of the Third Age in Brisbane Australia, to be released in 2016 when the movement in Brisbane will be thirty years old. There will be sections by scholars of international renown such as Dr. Rick Swindell, Ainslie Lamb, Ron Browne, and Barrie Brennan. More information to come as the project progresses.

Heather Domin is partnering with a new indie publisher, Sidh Press, to translate her books into French. The French editions of SOLDIER OF RAETIA and ALLEGIANCE will go on sale within the year, with translations of HEIRS OF FORTUNE and future works to come at a later date. 

30 November 2014

Author Interview & Giveaway: THE HEIRS OF FORTUNE by Heather Domin

This week we’re pleased to welcome our own Heather Domin to present her upcoming release, THE HEIRS OF FORTUNE. Join us on Sunday for an author interview with more details about the story behind the story. One lucky visitor will get a free copy of The Heirs of Fortune upon its release, in your choice of format. Leave your email address in the comments for a chance to win.

The Heirs of Fortune is the second book in the Valerian’s Legion series following 2009’s The Soldier of Raetia. It continues the story of Cassius Valerian, general of the 24th Legion, and his adjutant and heir Manilus Dardanus. Six months after the events of Soldier of Raetia, the 24th is invited on campaign with Rome’s most famous general: Drusus Germanicus, the stepson of Augustus who will stop at nothing to subjugate the north. Dardanus and Valerian, after spending an idyllic winter isolated from the outside world, now find themselves facing the realities of their relationship. While Valerian wrestles with reconciling public duty and personal feelings, Dardanus struggles with his multiple roles and his admiration for two very different leaders. Drusus’ ambitions will call everything they have chosen into question, until both begin to wonder if love is worth the risks it brings.

**Q&A with Heather Domin**

Can you give us a little historical context for The Heirs of Fortune?

HoF takes place in what is today Switzerland and Germany, during the height of the Augustan era in 9BC. Augustus’ stepson and top general, Claudius Drusus (known to history as Drusus the Elder or Drusus Germanicus), is about to lead his fourth campaign into Germania. Drusus is the superstar of Rome – young and handsome, beloved by his soldiers, a conquering hero on land and sea. Though Augustus has already adopted two grandsons, many assume he will name Drusus his successor when the time is right. This year Drusus has his sights set on the one prize he has yet to win: the Albis River, the farthest point north any Roman has ever been. The 24th is one of three legions accompanying Drusus on this journey from the mountain lakes of Switzerland through the dark German forests to the marshlands of the north.

What made you want to write about Drusus the Elder?

Drusus has always fascinated me. There isn’t much information about him in the historical record; Augustus wrote a biography which has unfortunately been lost, and most Roman historians mention him in passing or via hearsay. He was charismatic and intelligent, a natural leader, successful in almost everything he did, yet it seems like Augustus dangled the succession before him his entire life. Why? When I started planning this book, I knew I wanted to set it against the backdrop of Drusus’ final campaign in 9BC. I thought it would set up some interesting parallels with the personal struggles of both my protagonists. 

How was writing this book different from writing The Soldier of Raetia?

In terms of research or process it was pretty much the same, but emotionally it was totally different. I knew doing a sequel would be hard, but it was much tougher than I realized. With a first novel you have a blank slate - it’s a first introduction to a world and characters you hope people will come to care about. A sequel needs to fit into that world and stay true to the original while also having a strong enough plot to stand on its own. You’re constantly thinking about what’s best for your characters, but your readers are always in the back of your mind too. Whoever said "the only thing harder than writing a book is writing a second book" knew what they were talking about!

It’s been five years since you released SoR. Isn’t that a long time between titles?

I’m a slow writer by nature, but I didn’t intend for this novel to take as long as it did. I began working on the first draft immediately after I published The Soldier of Raetia, but in the fall of 2009 my life was derailed by a series of events that turned the next few years into a veritable crazy train. When I finally started writing again I had a tough time coming back to this story, to the point that I wasn’t sure I would ever be able to finish it. It’s been an uphill battle, and I hate that my readers have had to wait so long, but I wanted to make sure I did the best job I possibly could. Hopefully that will come through in the writing. 

What’s next for you?

I have a draft of a contemporary paranormal that I’ve been hanging onto for a while - I’m crazy in love with it and can’t wait to get it out there. Finishing and publishing that is my next goal, possibly as a serial or novella series. After that it’ll be time to write the third and last book in the Valerian’s Legion series, and after that, who knows? I dont like to plan too far ahead. (Which probably doesn’t help that whole slow writing thing.)


To learn more about the Valerian’s Legion series, visit the SoR homepage at heatherdomin.com.

27 November 2014

Excerpt Thursday: THE HEIRS OF FORTUNE by Heather Domin

This week we’re pleased to welcome our own Heather Domin to present her upcoming release, THE HEIRS OF FORTUNE. Join us on Sunday for an author interview with more details about the story behind the story. One lucky visitor will get a free copy of The Heirs of Fortune upon its release, in your choice of format. Be sure to leave your email address in the comments of today’s post or Sunday’s interview for a chance to win. Heres the blurb:


The Heirs of Fortune is the second book in the Valerian’s Legion series following 2009’s The Soldier of Raetia. It continues the story of Cassius Valerian, general of the 24th Legion, and his adjutant and heir Manilus Dardanus. Six months after the events of Soldier of Raetia, the 24th is invited on campaign with Rome’s most famous general: Drusus Germanicus, the dashing stepson of Augustus who will stop at nothing to subjugate the north. Dardanus and Valerian, after spending an idyllic winter isolated from the outside world, now find themselves facing the realities of their relationship. While Valerian wrestles with reconciling public duty and personal feelings, Dardanus struggles with his multiple roles and his admiration for two very different leaders. Drusus’ ambitions will call everything Dardanus and Valerian have chosen into question, until both begin to wonder if love is worth the risks it brings — and what price they will have to pay.

**An Excerpt From THE HEIRS OF FORTUNE**

“Ah!” cried Atellus. “I believe our guest of honor has arrived.”

He snapped his fingers at the slaves, who rushed to attend. The hubbub continued for half a minute or so before a page emerged from the vestibule and announced: “Sirs, the most honorable Consul of Rome, General Nero Claudius Drusus Germanicus, praetor of the western armies, stepson of the Princeps Caesar Augustus.”

“That’s a mouthful,” Pertinax muttered, and Felix turned a snicker into a cough.

Consul Drusus walked into the room, and from that moment on it belonged to him. Dardanus had met powerful men, important men, renowned men, but at that moment he came face to face with his first celebrity.

He was neither excessively tall nor intimidatingly large, but he filled the room as if he were, permeating every corner like incense that lingers long after you leave its presence. He wore a general’s tunic and baldrics with a purple sash beneath his belts; with every step his body sang with medallions and buckles and brooches, silver scabbards swinging against his hips and silver-tipped straps bouncing against his thighs. He was as handsome as everyone said, clear-skinned with refined features and high cheekbones, an elegant sort of beauty tempered by a disarming smile and mischief in his dark blue eyes. He wore his black hair a bit longer than military style, thick and curling on his brow, adding to his youthful air. With a sudden chill, Dardanus thought: He could be Elerius’ brother. Quickly he pushed that thought away. Elerius had wielded his beauty like one of his deadly blades, but the Consul held his aloft like a banner, announcing himself to the world with a much more amiable kind of superiority. He strode across the room at a pace too swift to be a swagger, but not by much, smiling as if he were the welcoming host rather than the tardy guest of honor. When he saw Valerian his smile grew even brighter, a brilliant display of charisma and teeth.

“Cassius! You made excellent time.” Without hesitation he grasped Valerian by the shoulders and embraced him in a crushing, back-slapping hug.

Valerian allowed himself to be manhandled, then gave a respectful nod. “Consul.”

“Chatty as ever, I see. You know when I was a boy, this man was the most frightening of my stepfather’s Praetorians — never spoke a word on duty, just stood there like a statue glaring at everyone and everything. My brother and I used to call him Stone Face when he couldn’t hear us.”

“When you thought I couldn’t hear you,” Valerian said.

Drusus laughed. “It’s good to see you, my friend. Life in the north suits you. Something certainly does.”

“That’s what I keep telling him,” Pertinax said.

Valerian cleared his throat. “I believe you’ve met my prefect, Tertius Pertinax.”

“Yes, of course! What’s it been, Tertius, two years?”

“About that, I think.”

“And this is—”

“Ah yes, your new heir! And the son of our host. He’s told me all about it.”

Dardanus cringed. His father told Drusus about him? Before he could conjure up a response, Drusus clapped a friendly hand on his shoulder and said, “On your way up in the world, eh, Manilus? You couldn’t have a better example than Cassius here. I know your family is very proud of you.”

Smugly Atellus began, “Yes, well, I think that—”

“I want to hear the story over dinner,” Drusus told Dardanus. “If you’re going to be a man of war, you need to learn how to tell tales about it. With practice, you can even make yourself sound humble.”



The Heirs of Fortune is currently scheduled for December release. To learn more about the Valerian’s Legion series, visit the SoR homepage at heatherdomin.com.


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