The Chronicles of Britaine--an unattributed manuscript thought to be that by
Holinshed, discovered in the 19th century and presented for historic scope. It is of
interest here because it includes the creation mythology not included in any other
manuscript. The Author.
In the beginning, the aingeal declared that their contrivances were equale in clevernesse to the
creation of Elehem. This angered his servantes who girded on their armoure and sought warre
with them. The aingeal were cunning and deceptive and masters of the long bowe and flaming
dartes. But they could not withstand the servantes of Elehem for they lacked the strong
buckler, breastplates and headpieces of fine gold that the other was granted. And these
shields deflected all the arrowes of their enimie. Nor could the aingeal defeat their
broadswords and long speares. And they were especially powerless against their chariots of
fire; hence they sought from Elehem a separate habitation. Thus he granted them dwelling on
the earthe but forbade them to vex the men who dwealt on the land; for he had given them
The aingeal were thence cast from heavene and there was no longer a place found for them
there; neither could they devise a way to return. Since they no longer had a ruler they chose
from among themselves one called Aerouant, for he was prideful and of great beauty. And
was able to defeat all those who withstood him.
So they came to the earthe and lived among men. And it came to pass when men began to
multiply on the face of the earthe and daughters were born unto them that the aingeal saw the
daughters of men that they were fair and they took them wives of all which they chose.
There were giants in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the aingeal came in unto
the daughters of men, and bare children to them, the same became mightie men which were of
old, men of reknowne. Also the aingeal saw on the earthe the wonders of Elehem and made
sport through their magicke; and crafted many weerd creatures, some that had the
appearance of men and some that had the appearance of beasts; all unnatural changes. In
doing so they corrupted the earthe.
And Elehem saw that the wickedness was great on the earthe and that everie imagination in
the heart of man had become evil continuouslie. For the aingeal which kept not their first
estate vexed the heart of man and caused him to sin, therefore he took those aingeal which
had most grievouslie offended and threw them into Tartarus reserved in everlasting chains
under darkness unto the judgment of the Domesday.....
The years went by and a rumor was heard that the Queen of Mona had become widowed.
Being alone except for the company of her son, she sent an embassage to the court at
Colchester seeking confederacy with the King and possibly marriage. The King was now old
and his mind wandered frequently back to his youthful days, his wife and the many charming
maidens he had known. One was she of Anglesey who he held always in remembrance; who
in her youth exposed the traitor Belarius and then later, as Phoebe's servant, brought the infant
Emegen to the palace. From their first meeting she had bewitched his mind so that not a day
would pass that he did not consider her.
So they were married and the King did all he could to please his new wife, for she was still
regarded for her beauty, but he, being charmed, did not perceive her true nature. She was
subtle in persuasion and calculating in her schemes intending to join in marriage the princess
Emegen to her royal son, whom she, being a witch, conceived with an incubus. She
calculated that together as rulers, Emegen, a changeling and her son, Cloten, would do honor
to the Dragon. However, as much wisdom and grace that Emegen possessed, Cloten
possessed an equal part of wicked foolishness and pride. In fact, many in court whispered
that he must be an idiot. He was also an obe for his mind was an open door for certain ancient
familiars to fly in and fly out; when they were in he was impressively decisive and
statesmanlike but when they were out he was a prating fool. His opinion of his own abilities,
especially as a swordsman and a lover, were dangerously exaggerated to the detriment of his
worthless heart and flabby soul. But King Cymbeline was blind to all this because of the
suggestions and enchantments of the Queen.
The Court, not wishing to cause a disturbance in the fresh union and ignorant of its inherent
dangers, refrained from expressing their opinion thinking the King would see the folly of
joining the fair Emegen with such a foul bird. It was well known, also, that Emegen was
reserved for the Knight Leonatus.
Now Leonatus, though not having royal blood originating from the gods of old, did have the
combined virtues of Achilles and Hector and therefore was praised throughout the kingdom as
a valiant knight.
So the Queen set about planning the wedding for Cloten and the Princess with enthusiasm and
full approval from the pliable King. Emegen, being informed of her plight, stole away with
haste to find Leonatus. Together, they swore wedding vows before the priest of Elehem;
for, being without the Court, he knew not that he joined the couple in opposition to the King's
News of the marriage was made public and as it came to the ears of the Queen she, in her
way, informed the King concerning the “notable rebellion” and that “traitors had arisen from
every shadow of the palace.” She subtly persuaded him that Leonatus must be banished far
away from his lady and Emegen should be held in supervision until she consented to marry
Cloten. The King, dulled in his wits by the charm of his wife, accepted her whispers as his
own thoughts and set about to rectify the errors made by his daughter and his former ward.
He became sullen and all joy left the court as the penalties were given: Leonatus would
depart the kingdom and only return upon pain of death. Emegen would remain a prisoner in
Court until she consented to marry the Prince.
The court turned cold and if a stranger would come in he might ask what the matter was. The
answer would be:
"The King's daughter and she who would inherit the rule of Britaine chose to marry a worthy
gentleman–though not of royal blood. And, in doing so, has refused the Queen's son. Her
husband is now banished and she is imprisoned in court. All is sorrow and the King is bitter
to the very heart....."
Emegen detected a shuffle of leaves approaching the place where her adversary held her spell-
bound, assaulting her mind with unrlenting vexation. “What ho!” spoke the soldier as he
advanced. Noting his foreign attire and armor, Emegen supposed that he must be a Roman
and called out, “I am page of the good ruler, Gaius Lucius. Please lead me to him for I have
entered into this strange hollow and cannot find my way back into the battle.”
The soldier, looking beyond her, studied Phoebe for a moment and then said, “I know you,
thou devil. Why vex ye my noble sister in such a cruel manner. Know ye not that she is
worth a million-fold any of those who cling to your damned Aerouant. Take your witchcraft
from her mind and release her back into the world for there are snarls to be untangled and
sorrows to be quelled before she can come to her peace.”
“What concern is that of yours? Know ye not that she is my daughter and the darkness I
bequeath to her you have no power to rescind, Gavri, son of Elehem. For she is the seed of
the Dragon and therefore cannot be redeemed.”
“My lord rebuke thee along with your evil master," spoke Gavri. "Know ye not that from this
stone, which now lies at my feet, Elehem has the power to make himself a son or daughter. It
is a small thing for him to take this honorable creature out of your murderous hands and place
into his glorious kingdom. You also must know your master has NOT that same power but
only that of corruption–for he lords over the flies and the devouring maggots.”
“You shall not have Emegen,” cried Phoebe, “for she is mine to do what I want! And I will
murder her before yielding to your lord.”
“You lost her many years ago," he replied. "At a very young age she willed to forsake thee
and follow that which is good and natural. Now you would destroy her–but that cannot be
for I have been sent to withstand you.”
Then he commanded, “Be ye vanquished from this realm for the cup is full and the
abomination of your unrighteousness has spilled over into the presence of my lord. Your
judgment is nigh at hand.”
“Then I oppose you!” cried Phoebe and with that she sprouted goat horns from the top of her
head and her eyes changed to a bright red as they glowed in her now contorted face.
Leathery bat-like wings unfurled from her back and hair appeared to cover her body.
Preparing herself for combat, razor-sharp claws tore through the tips of her fingers; she
snarled revealing her dagger-like teeth.
Emegen, seeing Phoebe’s transformation, quickly curled into a ball. Shielding her face, she
closed her eyes and began to pray for protection...