Medieval Blood

By Mary Blowers

Countess Bathory truly was a bloodthirsty royal in the 1500s. Set in the 1500's, Medieval Blood details how she might have killed her victims--and why. Learn about her reign of terror over her castle and servants. She was convicted of the murder of many people, because she thought that their blood would rejuvenate her skin. This is an entirely fictional account based on the story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mary Blowers
• Release date: Dec 2, 2015
• ISBN: 9781519978080

Mary Blowers

Mary Blowers was told in school that she had a gift for writing essays and was even compared to Emerson. Now she writes on topics from faith, to health, to fiction, and loves all of it. In addition to books listed, her essay is included in "Best Life Stories" from Readers' Digest http://www.amazon.com/The-Best-Life-Stories-Resilience/dp/1606525646, and she is a contributor to Halo Magazine. Sometimes she gives away free books! Get on the mailing list to take advantage of this at http://eepurl.com/bmKaL5 and get a free book within 24 hours! View her writing/book review blog at http://maryblowers.com. She lives in Southwest Michigan in a mid-century 1900s home with her husband and two cats. When she's not writing she enjoys knitting, gardening, and walking for fitness. Long-time student of natural health methods and certified Master Herbalist, Nutrition Consultant, Holistic Health Practitioner and Weight Management Coach.  

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Medieval Blood

Historical Fictional Story of Countess Erzsebet Bathory

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Copyright © 2015 by Mary C. Blowers

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ASIN: B018WJX1GK

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Other Books by Mary C. Blowers (click here)

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Christianity and Mysticism

The Sunlight Diet

Blood Moon

Where Dreams and Visions Live

Filled With the Holy Spirit

Fatigue: When Waking Up is Hard to Do

The Prophecy of Enchantria

Expectations

Divine Health-Daily Detox Diet

Anti-Aging Secrets You Can Use Today

How to Avoid Legal Problems as a Weight Loss Consultant

Vegetarianism-Is it for You?

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Chapter 1

It was the spring of 1572. The trees were leafed out making her hiding place much safer. She loved to climb the tree and feel the wind in her hair and her skirts. And before the leaves appeared, she could see father than ever, to the edge of town, to the mountains beyond. When she could be alone, she could think. Changes were happening to her pubescent body and she wasn’t sure what to expect. She knew that someday she would be expected to marry and that just seemed so foreign to her. Why would she want to live with a man, to sleep with a man, and make babies? Why couldn’t things stay just as they were now, when she had free time and didn’t have to do any work?

Erzsebet Bathory was missing again for dinner.  After looking everywhere, including the barn, her sister sent the stable boy out to find her, and he discovered her hiding spot. She would not come down and teased him, flashed him, pulling up her skirts. He climbed up after her, big strapping young man, and wrapped an arm around her waist and carried her down, with her fighting all the way.  What are you fighting for? He asked her. You know you want me.

Ha! That’s what you think.

The servant brought her to the house and into the kitchen. Found her climbing a tree, he boasted.

A tree??  Whatever for? Said Lucy, the cook.

You’re twelve years old, Erzsebet. You need to think about your reputation. Soon you will need to marry and who will have you if you’ve been climbing trees and running hither and yon across the countryside? The servant boy winked at her.  What does that mean, she thought. She remembered how his arm had felt around her waist. How she could smell his clothing on her, still. A little later, she picked at her dinner.

Why aren’t you hungry, girl, after all that running about? Are you unwell?

My stomach hurts, she lied. Her mother and the cook looked at each other.  The unspoken agreement was, it’s time. She’s becoming a woman.

Her mother, Anna Bathory, came and talked to her later that evening when she had gone to her room. Anna found her sitting on her bed holding her stomach. Are you in pain? Have you begun your moon-time? She asked Erzsebet. Yes, Erzsebet replied. You’re a woman now, dear, her mother sighed, and carefully explained about the bleeding and the way to keep herself clean. Let me get you a hot towel. It will help with the pain.

Anna went to the cook and asked for a hot towel. Lucy heated a small amount of water and soaked the towel in it. Wringing it out, she gave it to Anna.

Here, said Anna, folding the towel to a 12 square. Lie down and put this on your stomach."

Erzsebet did as she was told, lying on the soft featherbed with her mother’s handmade red and gold quilt over her. She was grateful for the moist warmth. She had heard about such things but was dismayed that it was now to happen to her—and the inconvenience of the messiness. But if it didn’t, you couldn’t ever have babies. It’s time that we start making a match for you. I have portraits of several eligible members of the Court but the best thing is to plan to go there this spring. Erzsebet stared at the tiny painted portraits and then at the stained pantalets she wore. Her mother had obviously started the search without her. I have to get married? She wailed. "You do, Erzsebet. We have to match you to someone who can improve our lot. Nothing wrong with