Theuderic II had had enough of death and war for a while. In the past decade, he had taken his army to the field time and time again...

Theudebert II's time as king started poorly and never got better. It ended with him in a cell, watching his royal hair fall to the floor.

Brunhilda was in a bind. In 596, the Queen Mother was torn between letting her son rule as king while maintaining her own grip on power.

We’re going to move between all three of our main subjects, Fredegunda, Brunhilda and Guntram; by the end, one of them will be leaving...

This week we cover the Gundovald Affair, how Guntram, Brunhilda and Childebert are getting on and we look at why you never mess with Freddy!

Guntram had a problem with women. And his family. And basically everyone else...

Fredegunda appears to have been a self-made woman, "beautiful, dexterous, ambitious, and bold."

Brunhilda had everything. And it all went away in the blink of an eye...

When we’re done we’ll know who was in play, how they’ll affect the Merovingian narrative, and also where they're located.

When we’re done we’ll know who was in play, how they’ll affect the Merovingian narrative, and also where they're located.

He could hear her inside, imploring Chlothar for mercy. He listened to none of her pleas. “Burn it,” he ordered.

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Hermenafrid had lied to Theuderic, and for this there could be no mercy...

Chlothar, Chlodomir and Childebert spent hours and days planning their strategy for the attack on Burgundy...

Genevieve bookends the entire arc of the T+M universe. She stood against Attila, and centuries later, her church became the Panthéon.

Clotilde's boys, always looking for a reason to expand their power or pick a fight, needed little reason to go to war...

Clovis never passed a day in his life as King without thinking about how he could expand his Kingdom and burnish his hold on power.

So who was Rusticus? He was a resident of a region that had, at the beginning of the century, been a part of the Roman Empire for 450 years.

Sieges were the worst, and Clovis hated them with a passion. Yet here he was, sitting in the shadow of Avignon‘s city walls...

The world was caving in on Clovis. At least, that’s how he felt as he watched his line continue to be pushed back...