Player: Jenni H
Rank: Baroness (Rank 2)
Religion: Church of England
Email: elizabeth_weaver@albion.chaosdeathfish.com

The Lady Elizabeth Weaver is a member of the King's Privvy Council and is a notable advisor and agent of the King. She has been known to help in settling disputes and easing the passage of the King wherever he goes, whether at home or abroad, where her exemplary command of languages is most useful.

She is also a member of the Guild of Navigators. She has recently been elected to House of Commons as the Member of Parliament for Goscote.

From “The Parliaments of King Matthew: A Modern Study” by Robert Harris (Oxford: Hereford College Press, 1892)

”…the character of the Speaker of the House, almost unchanging in the second half of Matthew's reign was a most intriguing development in Parliament. Though a staunch Royalist and following the lead of her King, Lady Elizabeth Weaver controlled the Commons with great subtlety. Many early reforms towards tolerance, religious and magical, as well Lord Devereux's Poor Laws, went through the Commons often at unlikely times and when rightly facing fearless opposition. That Matthew entrusted the position of Speaker to Lady Goscote for the remainder of his life, is a telling sign of her significance…”


A clip from the popular Cinemillusion series “Matthew's Coins”

“Sit down Weathers, your escapade in the Ottoman Empire has every Turk clamouring for my blood, and they aren't even supposed to know I am the King's Spymaster,” says the tall and elegant figure by one of the windows. She turns to the audience and is revealed as 'M', the Lady Elizabeth Weaver, played by actress Judy Dench.

“Milady, I rather thing they are already clamouring for the blood of Albion. A Jesuit agents has been at work and Sultan's advice is poisoned. He is turned against us and will authorise the summoning of a horde of efriiti to take the Canal,” the neatly-dressed gentleman replies.

“A Jesuit spy, you say? I think I know how to get rid of him,” M smiles walks over to a locked drawer of papers and draws out a single sheet of parchment. “I shall write an order for the Guild I think, for we can have the movement of this Jesuit down to every sneeze he makes”

“The Horticulturalist Service in its First Century”, a scholarly work compiled and published in the late 18th century.

…and though a late comer to the Service and playing a minor role within its affairs, Elizabeth Weaver lent a view and expertise which changed much. Though some changes may not have been apparent until now, but our use of Creature Logistics is much-improved thanks to her. Indeed, the eventual breeding of the wingéd messenger kittens to perfection can only be attributed to her.

“A Sigh at Night” by Amy Rosenbaum, a popular historical novel (Dragon Publishing, 2001)

… Lady Weaver sat at her desk, the afternoon's light starting to fail. More orders to write, more papers to sign and not a moment of stillness from the Crown's demands.

The door opened, and for Elizabeth it was as if a bright light shone into her study. Captain Elizabeth Wood, the Captain of her guard, in her neatly-trimmed uniform and high boots, strode into the room.

“Milady, the men are posted for the day and the grounds are as secure as ever,” she says, standing absolutely to attention. A moment passes as Weaver nods and smiles and the same smile creeps onto Captain Wood's face. Her demeanour suddenly changes, she does not relax as such, but seems to slip out of duty with a barely-noticeable shrug.

“I have missed you, Beth,” Weaver breathes and takes hold of the Captain's hand, beginning to gently stroke it.

“Do the intrigues of all of Europe not entertain you enough? Are the machinations of foreign lords so dull and boring?” Wood gives a small chuckle.

“Nothing compares to you,” Weaver says.

“Oh come here, you,” Captain Wood replies and scoops Weaver out of the chair, carrying her to the couch before the window looking into the gardens. A kitten flutters past and goes to play with its brothers and sisters near the fountain. The Captain is already embracing Weaver and shedding her coat. “We shall be alone then, for a while, my love.”

The kiss is soft, delicate, and the sun's last rays shine over Weaver's golden hair.

Historical Note, appended at the back of the Novel.

“Lady Weaver never left the Privy Council even after Matthew's death and served King Richard loyally. If I have taken liberty with the description of the Cat Sanctuary, it is because no records survive of its original foundation and I have taken some creative license. Lady Weaver and Captain Wood are set to retire to a quiet life at their estate, but one more adventure awaits them before the end.”