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06 May 2016

My Characters Lived In Moorish Spain

By Lisa J. Yarde


Would you believe that during the 700 hundred years of the Moorish period in Spain, Arabic was the predominant language of political courts and literature, Cordoba had paved streets and lighting at night, and trade with eastern Islamic societies brought the wealth of gold and spices into the country?  Just some of the aspects of a fascinating history, which took place  between 711 and 1492, and inspired my writing of the Sultana series, set in the 12th through 15th century in the last Moorish kingdom of Spain at Granada. Moorish Spain was a diverse society along ethnic and religious lines in which families descended from the Christian Visigoths, who originally held control, intermarried with the new Muslim Arab and North African Berber monarchs, who  also sometimes choose Jewish brides from influential families. The Moors influenced culture and society, which is expressed today in almost every word of the Spanish language prefixed by 'al' and by some of the finest examples of their architecture at La Mezquita in Cordoba, the palace of Alhambra in Granada, and the tower of Giralda in Seville.  


The period began with the conquest under the general Tariq ibn Ziyad, who served Abu Walid, the eastern ruler of the Ummayad caliphate established in Damascus, Syria within 30 years of the spread of Islam out of Arabia. In April of 711, while in the command of less than 15,000 warriors landed at Gibraltar and began the invasion of the Iberian Peninsula. From Gibraltar, Tariq moved on to capture Algeciras on Spain's coast, then north up to Seville. When Tariq met the army of the unpopular Visigothic King Roderic at the Battle of Guadalete on July 11 in 711 or 712 (chroniclers disagree), supposedly the defenders outnumbered the Muslims by eight to one. Roderic's subsequent death in the battle along with the demise of several noble families paved the way for the conquests of Toledo, Cordoba, and Granada. Roderic's widow became the wife of the first Muslim governor of Spain within four years after the death of her first husband. Eventually, the conquered lands of the peninsula stretched as far north as Zaragoza  and encompassed the whole of Portugal, forming the basis of the Ummayad caliphate of Cordoba. 


Within twenty years of Tariq's invasion, Europe managed to halt the spread of the Moors further north when the Franks under Charles Martel, the grandfather of Charlemagne, defeated the Moors at the Battle of Tours in 732. Almost as soon as the Moors invaded, northern Christian kingdoms resisted. The Reconquista gave birth to the monarchies of Asturias, Leon, Castile, Navarre and Aragon once the descendants of the Visigoths fought against their Moorish masters to regain autonomy and relief from the poll tax the Muslims had instituted upon arrival. Women taken as captives from conquered territories, like the Navarran slave Subh in the 10th-century and the Christian Maryem as late as the 14th-century became the ancestors of generations of Muslim rulers. The caliphate later fractured in the 11th-century into several states called taifas, the largest of these formed at Zaragoza in the north, Cordoba, Toledo, Granada, and Valencia. During this tumultuous time, Christian armies supported and defended Muslim rulers as exemplified by the role of the Castilian warrior El Cid under the Muslim sovereigns of Zaragoza in the 11th-century and the 14th-century Christian guards of Muhammad V of Granada, 200 of whom went with him into exile in Morocco after a coup orchestrated by his stepmother Maryem. While many historians have portrayed Moorish Spain as the epitome of religious cooperation and toleration, persecution of Christians and Jews, as well as forced conversions to Islam often occurred, especially during the Almoravid and Almohade invasions from North Africa during the 12th-century.   


Moorish Spain officially ended on January 2, 1492 when the last Sultan of Granada Muhammad XI surrendered to the Catholic monarchs Isabella of Castile and Ferdinand of Aragon. The final Muslim ruler and his ancestors have been the source of my primary characters and the narrative of the Sultana series. Beginning with the 13th-century monarch Muhammad I, the series explores the turbulent epoch of the Nasrid dynasty. Christian kings and queens viewed the Nasrids as their vassals and while some of the Sultans paid tribute like Muhammad III or even formed genuine friendships with Christian leaders, such as the amicability between Muhammad V and Pedro the Cruel of Castile in the 14th-century, the last Moors of Spain would have been conscious of their fading glory and a vastly shrinking territory. The novels are as much a chronicle of Moorish Spain's political demise as they are a window into the private lives of the Nasrids, where their women had as much influence on the destiny of the kingdom as their fathers, husbands, brothers, and sons who held power. The 13th-century queen Fatima is remembered by Moorish chroniclers as the well-educated daughter of Sultan Muhammad II, sister to the warring siblings Muhammad III and Nasr, and mother to the murdered Ismail I, as well as nurturer and protector of her grandsons Muhammad IV and Yusuf I. The mother of Muhammad XI, Aisha, descended from Muhammad V like her eventual husband Abu'l-Hasan Ali wanted her son and people to retain power over their small kingdom so much that she supposedly wished Muhammad XI to arm the women and children against the armies of Isabella and Ferdinand. At the demise of his reign, she allegedly rebuked her son with, "You weep like a woman for what you could not defend as a man." How could I not write about such amazing characters?

For me, Moorish Spain will always remain a fascinating part of history.

Sources

Images from Wiki Commons; the map of Moorish Spain's borders and Muslims before the Battle of Tours. Other royalty-free images purchased and licensed from Fotolia; The Giralda tower in Seville and Granada's Alhambra. All data from numerous sources researched during the writing of the Sultana series.



Lisa J. Yarde writes fiction inspired by the Middle Ages in Europe. She is the author of two historical novels set in medieval England and Normandy, The Burning Candle, based on the life of one of the first countesses of Leicester and Surrey, Isabel de Vermandois, and On Falcon's Wings, chronicling the star-crossed romance between Norman and Saxon lovers before the Battle of Hastings. Lisa has also written five novels in a six-part series set in Moorish Spain, Sultana, Sultana’s Legacy, Sultana: Two SistersSultana: The Bride Price and Sultana: The Pomegranate Tree, where rivalries and ambitions threaten the fragile bonds between members of a powerful family. Her short story, The Legend Rises, which chronicles the Welsh princess Gwenllian of Gwynedd’s valiant fight against English invaders, is also available.

16 June 2013

Guest Blog: Lisa J. Yarde

This week, we're welcoming author Lisa J. Yarde with the third book in her Moorish Spain series, Sultana: Two Sisters. The author will offer a free copy of the book to a lucky blog visitor. Here's the blurb:

In fourteenth-century Moorish Spain, two survivors of a devastating tragedy become captives sold into the harem of Sultan Yusuf of Granada. Once bound by a deep friendship, both slaves vie for Yusuf's heart and the future of his kingdom. 

A young Christian girl with a hidden heritage forges a new identity as Butayna. She becomes the mother of Yusuf's firstborn son and a beloved first wife. A Jewess forsakes her past, embraces the name of Maryam and bears Yusuf several children. A clash between former friends is inevitable, as each finds diverging paths in a dizzying rise to power. A deadly rivalry lies ahead for Butayna and Maryam. Only one heir may inherit Yusuf's throne and only one woman can claim the revered title of Mother of the Sultan.

**Q&A with Lisa J. Yarde**


You are terribly obsessed with Moorish Spain. Why have you chosen to write a six-part series set in that period?

It is beyond fascinating, a turbulent and bloody period in history where two faiths clashed over the destiny of a country, yet the fusion between them created the most stunning architecture, a rich gastronomic heritage and some of the most beautiful and friendly people in the world. Who wouldn't want to explore or write about such an amazing culture?

What's the inspiration behind Sultana: Two Sisters? 

I never envisioned writing a series. When I finished the first two novels and started connecting with readers, my standard response to questions about a  sequel was always, "Let's see how well these two do." Sultana and Sultana's Legacy have done pretty well; I'm awaiting the Turkish translations of both books beginning autumn 2013 and hope the audio books will be completed this year. My obsession with the history of Granada's rulers inspired me to write Two Sisters, but the characters of Yusuf's wives begged to have their story told.

Tell us about these women of Sultana: Two Sisters.

Both are based on historical figures, Butayna and Maryam, who were the slaves and later wives of Sultan Yusuf of Granada, the grandson of the protagonists in the earlier novels. Many of the women of Moorish Spain's last dynasty are unknown, but these two were noted for their vicious rivalry. Each bore Yusuf an heir; Maryam actually had two sons in quick succession, the first born ten months after Butayna's son entered the world. Before Yusuf died, he never named an heir. The stage was set for a showdown between these ladies. It didn't end so well.

In my telling, the women begin their lives as friends, but desperate circumstances drive them apart. Maryam blames Butayna for dreadful losses and allies herself with a powerful harem faction to ruin her rival. Butayna finds joy with her eventual husband, after some significant adjustments to a Moorish way of life, but she's never completely secure in Yusuf's love. Maryam is always watching for an opportunity to destroy the relationship between Yusuf and Butayna, and advance her eldest son's interests.

What's next for you?

Would it surprise anyone if I said more on Moorish Spain? Sultana: The Bride Price will be out in the coming winter. It's the story of Yusuf and Butayna's son, Muhammad. He married his first cousin to seal a breach within the family. Things pretty much went to hell right after that. Anyone who knows me well or has read some of my work understands that I don't write HEA stories. In the rare instance my characters do have a HEA, trust me, they have earned it after some serious tribulations. Once The Bride Price is done, it's on to a trilogy about Prince Dracula of Wallachia's father and two of his brothers in The Order of the Dragon and Sons of the Dragon. I'll come back to Moorish Spain in 2015 and finish up the last two books in the Sultana series.  Ambitious, I know. 

What surprises you most about your journey as a writer?

How much I still have to learn and how exciting it's been. The first time I received an actual email from a reader in 2010, I cried because the person wrote to me. I still respond to each reader inquiry I receive, just because I am always so thrilled and grateful to anyone who's taken a chance on my work. To have readers share their likes and dislikes, that's just the frosting on my cupcake. Every day brings new connections and opportunities to grow as a writer, and I'm excited by the challenges on the horizon. 


Lisa J. Yarde writes historical fiction inspired by the middle ages in Europe. She also moderates the Unusual Historical blog.           



13 June 2013

Excerpt Thursday: Sultana - Two Sisters by Lisa J. Yarde

This week, we're welcoming author Lisa J. Yarde with the third book in her Moorish Spain series, Sultana: Two Sisters. Join us on Sunday, when the author will offer a free copy of the book to a lucky blog visitor. Here's the blurb:

In fourteenth-century Moorish Spain, two survivors of a devastating tragedy become captives sold into the harem of Sultan Yusuf of Granada. Once bound by a deep friendship, both slaves vie for Yusuf's heart and the future of his kingdom. 

A young Christian girl with a hidden heritage forges a new identity as Butayna. She becomes the mother of Yusuf's firstborn son and a beloved first wife. A Jewess forsakes her past, embraces the name of Maryam and bears Yusuf several children. The clash between former friends is inevitable, as each finds diverging paths in a dizzying rise to power. A deadly rivalry lies ahead for Butayna and Maryam. Only one heir may inherit Yusuf's throne and only one woman can claim the revered title of Mother of the Sultan.

**An Excerpt from Sultana: Two Sisters**

“Moors! To arms!”
The terror laced in the voice from outside left Esperanza aghast. Her fingers tightened on the rosary until the golden cross cut into her palm. Moors in La Mancha! They had received no word of a renewal of the ageless conflicts between the Christians of Castilla-Leon and the Mohammedans with their false religion, who kept a tenuous hold on southern Spain from their stronghold at Granada. Her father would never have risked the arduous journey given any advanced knowledge. The danger their party faced now derived from the frequent raids, with which the Mohammedans drove terror into the hearts of Christians. How had they crossed la frontera between their kingdom and the towns at the outskirts of Castilla-Leon without detection?
“The men must protect us. Your husband has twenty in his pay for our protection.”
Miriam sneered. “And if the Moorish number is greater?”
“Then, Dios mío help us.”
“You may wait upon heaven’s grace. I intend to save myself and my child.” Miriam unlatched the bolt over the shuttered doors.
Esperanza grabbed her shoulder. “No, you can’t leave!”
Miriam shrugged her off and clambered down with Palomba perched on her hip. A streak of burnished orange blazed across the evening sky. Shadows darkened the rough-hewn walls of Alcaraz, their destination.
Esperanza hung back for a moment before she followed Miriam into the crisp, dry air. The tip of her boot stubbed against a low bar and plunged her into the dirt. Dazed, she pushed herself up on her palms and knees. Her fingers fisted in mounds of sienna-colored earth.
“Esperanza! Get up now!” Efrain Peralta steadied his skittish mount and reined in the horse near her, before he dismounted. His sharpened gaze reflected in eyes the color of burnished brass. He flung the folds of his rust-colored mantle behind his left shoulder and revealed a green samite pellote slit up to the inner thigh, worn with a gold belt and a dagger in a scabbard at his hip.
A sinewy ragged man, Efrain Peralta shared the diminutive stature of his daughter. Late evening sunlight framed him in a golden-orange glare as he strode toward her. Spurs affixed to his zapatos drew furrows across the soil. The dusty tips of the shoes peeked from beneath the hem of his mantle. Lines etched in his olive-brown features betrayed a year’s worth of misfortune. The dark brown hairs atop his head had lost their luster and begun a steady retreat from his sloped forehead. A full beard with flecks of gray almost hid the creases around his mouth. At fifty-six years old, his gnarled fingers and gangling arms coupled with a receded hairline gave him the appearance of a man burdened by age. His prideful gait and a strident tone hinted at the strength he retained.
She scrambled to her feet and clutched his arms. “Papa, what are we to do?”
He clasped her to him for the space of a heartbeat. “You must flee!”
She warbled, “Where, Papa? Where can I go? I won’t leave without you or Miriam!”
The first haven along their route might have been at Montiel. They had avoided the castle there, because the Cerdas held sway over its inhabitants. Most of the sparse settlements across La Mancha crowded around fortified defenses. Set on a wide plateau, Alcaraz abutted a rugged hill. Her father had hoped to reach the township this evening. The Mohammedans had held Alcaraz until a century ago, when the tide of the Reconquista under Alfonso VII of Castilla-Leon swept over the town and its castle. It could not offer refuge from the attackers, not when they approached from the same direction.
Gedaliah’s men had closed ranks and surrounded their charges. More than half the men brandished swords, while six others drew their crossbows. Before the Mohammedans could close another third of the distance, a lethal volley of bolts cut down three men at the lead. The Jews cheered, but a slight decline in the enemy numbers would not be enough.
Miriam stood silent beside her red-haired husband’s horse with Palomba. Their mutual gazes took in the approach of the Mohammedans, who drew their swords and whooped in spiteful glee. They showed no interest in minor losses and left the bodies where they fell. Faded light clung to the edges of their long, curved blades.
Esperanza strained for the sight of someone at the ramparts of Alcaraz. No denizen appeared at hand to witness the drama south of the township. Unimpeded, the formidable band of dark-clad Mohammedans drove their mounts across the meseta, the tableland of La Mancha.



Lisa J. Yarde writes historical fiction inspired by the middle ages in Europe. She also moderates the Unusual Historical blog.