Senatum Porterlusque Romanus: lucky7 Restores Rome, Chapter 3: Hostia

In talking about Saint Leon's conquest of the Holy City, it is easy to get swept up in the glory of the first true sign of Rome's resurgence. I myself have written this chapter multiple times in an attempt to provide a fair and balanced account of what happened. The easiest way is to explain the history of the Levant and nearby Egypt a scant few decades before.

From 751 until "Leon's Crusade," much of Arabia and Northern Africa had been under the control of the Abbassid Caliphate. After Caliph Al-Mansur's death in 775, his heirs proved unable to hold onto the vast lands of the Arabian Empire, until finally Caliph Behir stood against the Roman onslaught.

While there are accounts of Leon's military prowess, he surprisingly might not have won against the Caliphate had it not been for heretics. More specifically, the Toumid Sultanate.

Senatum Porterlusque Romanus: lucky7 Restores Rome, Chapter 2: Bellis Termino

Leon following his coronation, alongside his first wife and eldest daughter. He would alternate between a short beard and  a clean-shaven look for much of his early reign, finally settling on staying shaven in an attempt to distance himself from Konstantinos.

Saint Leon's coronation was a brief moment of respite for the Empire, as some of Basileios' aggressive foreign policy came back to haunt the empire. Former lands of the Khazar Khanate Basileios had annexed seceded upon hearing news of the Macedonian's death. Without this foothold in the Crimea, Byzantine expansion into Taurica and beyond would be stunted for the next several decades.

Leon famously raged for days upon hearing this news.

Whether to continue his father's legacy or out of sheer stubbornness, Leon vowed to see Italia under Roman rule. This began with his fending off the Pope in the war that had cost Basileios his mind, his health, and ultimately his life. On the 17th of February 892, Pope Adrian II surrendered his claim to the Eternal city.

Adrian II is famously remembered as the last Pope to reside in Rome.

However, as much as he would have liked to, Saint Leon could not simply march his legions onto Italian soil; the Kings in the West feared Byzantine power just as much as they derided it, and would all stand together against any assault. Thus he began his search for claimants to the Italian throne, a process which would take most of his life to complete.

With the immediate threat of the Pope removed and a relatively stable realm, Leon soon shifted his focus to matters of the faith. preparing immediately for a pilgrimage to Jerusalem.

A most holy man.

Before he departed, Leon ensured his personal troops and the Varangian Guard would remain busy by ordering the reconquest of Sicily., starting with the Duke of Benevento. Reduced by Basil's conquests to ruling solely the County of Foggia, Duke Aimone never stood a chance against the Byzantine's onslaught.

The Battle of  Melisende

During Leon's pilgrimage to Jerusalem, he found himself awash in the airs of the Holy City, and it was during this time he performed his first recorded miracle. Isaakios Kopsenos, a monk residing in Jerusalem, recorded his account of the incident (courtesy once again of the Ecumenical Archives):

It was noon, and the streets were bustling with pilgrims. The streets smelled as they always did, and I was on my way to the butcher when I saw a fellow Greek staring agape as he wandered through the city. For reasons I still do not fully understand, I greeted him, delighting in the use of my native tongue. He gestured to the sick in the alley ways and asked "Why are these people left hungry in the City of the Lord?"

"Because," I responded, "The Jizya tax has forced more than one family to either convert to Islam or face financial ruin." [Author's Note: There are no records, Arabian or otherwise, indicating this ever happened. Keep in mind that however easy it might be to extol Rome's virtues today and demonize the Abbasids, the world in 892 was a much harsher place, and the Empire's future much less certain.]


"This is not right," the Greek said, and with that he set about distributing alms to the poor out of his pack. I watched him for half an hour before joining in, and soon we were on our way through the Holy City giving food. Not once did I see him refill his pack, and yet not once did I see it run out.

"What is your name?" I asked of this most charitable man.

He replied simply "Leon."

Whether this story is true or not, what is known is that Leon came out of Jerusalem a changed man, bent on returning the Holy Land to Christian rule. But before he could embark on this expedition, Leon needed to solidify his prestige and economic power among the Doux. Thus he turned his eyes to Venice, declaring war on the city-state in 892. It was also during this time Leon divorced his first wife, Hypatia, citing a need for a male heir and consanguinity.

Leon routinely spent time meditating on matters of the faith.

A promise kept.

The Reconquest of Venice went smoothly and Leon installed his uncle Marinos as Doge of Venice. Marinos would soon pass away, leaving the title to Leon's half-brother Georgios. From there, Byzantine armies marched across Croatia, conquering first Veglia and then Senj. During the second war, Leon received crushing news; his brother, Georgios, had died in the fighting.

A portrait of Doge Georgios commissioned six months before his death.

His grief was short lived, however, as on the 17th of August 894, Basileios II was born. Leon was away on campaign against the Italians, continuing his reclamation of Sicily and search for a claimant to the throne. Overjoyed at the birth of his son, Leon soon marched south against the Aghlabids in a gamble to reclaim Tunis. His campaign met with resounding success, and at last Leon turned his gaze towards his ultimate target: Jerusalem.

Cataphractoi at the Battle of Ascalon.

Senatum Porterlusque Romanus: lucky7 Restores Rome, Chapter 1: Primogenita

Rome, 26th December 891

The warm Mediterranean air blew through Prince Konstantinos' hair as he stared out upon the city. "Basileus Konstantinos," he chided himself. "After all, the Empire will belong to me soon enough."

Konstantinos and his wife in 891. Artist unknown.

The Byzantine Empire and surrounding territory, ca AD 891.
 Courtesy of the Ecumenical archive

One of the eunuchs barged into his chamber-it was Theophilos. "My Emperor," he bowed before Konstantinos. "I bear grave news." The prince sighed. "My father has yet to wake up from the injury dealt to him in yesterday's skirmish?" Theophilos nodded, fearing some form of punishment, but his master simply sighed and turned again to face the balcony. Gesturing for the servant to join him, Konstantinos looked out once more onto the city.

"It looks, beautiful, doesn't it?" Konstantinos asked then, before the servant could answer "Of course it does. The Eternal City has weathered barbarian rule very well. Not since Justinian has an Emperor ruled this soil, but my father did. First him, and soon me." The prince now looked as though he were choking back tears. "And if it weren't for that damn heretic trying to take back what was not his, he might have been able to truly appreciate the glory of what we shall accomplish."

"Now now," Theophilos said, "It has only been a day. His Imperial Highness Basileios might yet wake."

Basil I in his last few weeks. Note the mask covering his infamous disfigurement.

"Father taught me never to trust in miracles. He won his power at the point of a sword so I wouldn't have to-" Konstantinos squinted off at the distance. "Are those...our troops? The Cataphractoi and the Varangians are out fighting the Papal forces, correct?"

"That they are, sir."

"It must be Captain Hysing." The prince chuckled to himself. "Come to check on my father and bring news of our victory over that thrice-damned Italian, of course. Theophilos, fetch that wine Hysing hates and tell him to meet me in my study."

The eunuch laughed nervously. "My Lord, it's not Captain Hysing."

"Then who is it?" The prince demanded.

"Leon."

A portrait of Saint Leon, commissioned before Basil I's death.

Konstantinos choked. "What is he doing here???" He shouted to the sky. "Has he not taken enough from me!?!?"

"My Lord, what shall I do?" Theophilos asked, flinching.

"...send him to me. Alone."

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Konstantinos' study has been designed over five hundred years before to ensure that it remained cool throughout the day. Yet when Leon entered the room the heat became suffocating.

"You know why I am here." Leon said flatly.

"You are here to steal my birthright from me." Konstantinos returned.

"Am I now?" the younger brother let loose with a malicious grin. "Because according to my Chancellor, what happened was this; our father-"

"HE IS NOT YOUR FATHER!" The elder bellowed, standing out of his chair. "YOU, dear brother, are the bastard offspring of DECEASED Basileus Michael and that Norse whore!"

Leon took a moment to collect himself, tightening his hands into fists. "Brother, it has been a very long journey from Salerno to Rome. Let me say what I am here to say, and make you an offer."

Konstantinos said nothing.

Leon continued. "The morality of my mother has nothing to do with what you have done. When you got news of Father's injury, you immediately stepped in to take charge of his flank in the battle, and for that I commend you. But then you declared yourself regent in my stead, and claimed the title of Despot, thus putting you first in line for the throne. That, brother, is high treason, and when I ascend you will be lucky to have kept your head on your shoulders."

"You know what Gisele did to him, don't you? After his injury fighting in Armenia? She pissed on her wedding vows, and fathered at least one child with the Count of Lesbos! He kept quiet about it to protect my legitimacy, if Apollonia was a bastard I could be too. Yet he took care of us. He even granted you lands in Sicily, Leon, and you know how he hated you. I ask of you, what more could you possibly want?"

Basilissa Gisele, whose virtue is being called into question. Basileios has several entries in his journal describing her adultery, but it is possible they were falsified by Konstantinos. It is not known which, if any of her five children with the Basileus were bastards.

"The throne." Leon said flatly. "Bastard or not, I am both born in the purple and the better man for it. If you do not cede the title of Despot to me, I will have to attain the Purple by force. Think about your children, Konstantinos. Would you rather they remember you as a minor landholder and loyal servant to the Empire, or as a name to be reviled throughout Rome to the end of time?"

Konstantinos was silent for a long while, and then he wept. "...I am the only true son of Basileios. This...this isn't fair."

"Few things are." was Leon's only reply.
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Konstantinos officially handed the title of Despot to Leon on the 27th of December. The war against the Papacy was won before the end of the year, and Basileios I of House Makedon died comatose in bed on the 21st of January, 892. Described as a bear of a man, Basileios' primary achievements in his lifetime were the reconquest of Sicily, Armenia, and Alexandria. His personal life was filled with tragedy, disfigured fighting in Armenia at the age of 37, and some records indicate that all three of his wives committed adultery during their marriages. This may explain some of his famous temper, best demonstrated by his atrocities during the sacking of Alexandria. Regardless, his legacy (both as a peasant that attained the Imperial Throne and the achievements of his descendants) ensure that his is a tale remembered a thousand years later.

Although known then as Leon the Just, the Emperor now known as Saint Leon was coronated the next day. The early parts of his reign shall be covered in Chapter II.

Saint Leon's coronation as depicted by an Italian artist. None who attended the event could have foreseen the monumental changes his rule would bring.