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Elcano and the First Circumnavigation of the World

Copyright© 2024 by Mark West

Chapter 21

I slept fitfully that night, waking from time to time to check on the safety of our barrels and by turns hopeful of an audience with the Queen and despondent that we would be unable to meet her. However, after we had eaten a light breakfast, I spied an unusual figure approach us in the company of Oviedo. This was a Moorish woman, who I assumed must be the trusted servant of the Queen and the wife of Oviedo. That was the case, and we were soon engaged in a conversation that lifted my spirits. Catalina informed us that the Queen was extremely busy with affairs of State, especially with the threat of war with the King of Scotland, but she was curious to know what gifts we had brought her from Spain. She had been living in England since 1501, and apart from visits by the Spanish Ambassador, and her servants from Spain, she had almost no contact with people from her homeland. Therefore, she had agreed to grant us an audience so that she could hear what had brought us to England and to Richmond Palace.

My brother and I hurriedly donned our finest clothes, and I made sure to wear my cap with the scallop shell showing that I had made a pilgrimage to Santiago. I knew that the Queen was a devout Catholic, so I hoped that this symbol of piety on my part might make her feel more sympathetic to our reason for meeting her. I also put the sweet oranges we had brought in my satchel. Then, I paid the driver who was instructed to go with Oviedo and deliver the barrels we had brought. I explained to Oviedo that one of the two orange trees was to be given to Francis Guevarra as payment for his successful efforts in obtaining an audience with the Queen.

Then, we followed Catalina of Motril into the palace. With her as guide, we quickly passed from the public areas to the more private chambers. The guards recognised Catalina who vouchsafed for us, so we had no difficulty in soon arriving at the Queen’s private chambers. We were instructed by a servant to wait for the Queen in the library where the Queen spent many hours reading and studying. Catalina informed us that the Queen was very educated and could speak and read Latin and had mastered the English language to the extent that she was able to debate on many topics with eminent scholars.

The palace had been rebuilt by King Henry VII after a terrible fire that had destroyed the old palace in 1497. In 1502 the new palace became the usual residence of the royal family, and continued to be so after the death of King Henry VII and the accession of his son Henry VIII. The library contained thousands of books that lined the walls on shelves. We were gazing in awe at this display of learning and almost failed to notice that the door had been opened, and a servant announced the arrival of the Queen.

Queen Catherine entered the library accompanied by her ladies-in-waiting. As I saw her face, I remembered that when she was young she had been known as the most beautiful girl in Spain, and I could see that she was still a very beautiful woman. We quickly doffed our caps and bowed respectfully and waited for her to give us permission to stand straight again.

“Caballeros, sientense por favor.” (Gentlemen, please sit). And she pointed to two chairs.

“Su Majestad, es un gran honor y un inestimable placer agradecerle por habernos recibido” (Your Majesty, it is a great honour and an immense pleasure to thank you for having received us) was my response.

We waited until the Queen was seated before we sat. Then, she began to ask us about the purpose of our visit to England and about why we had wanted to meet her. However, before I could reply, she noticed the scallop shell on my cap and immediately asked if it signified that I had made the pilgrimage to Santiago. When I replied that I had indeed visited the Cathedral and tomb of the Saint, she asked me to describe the experience.

My description of my visit to Santiago opened the way to a more relaxed and less formal conversation about why we had come. When I told her that I had some sweet oranges in my satchel that I wanted to present to her, her eyes lit up and she called a servant to take the fruit to the kitchen, and to return with it peeled and prepared to eat.

 
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