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STORIES IN STONE<br />

Gwenllian, with her two youngest sons Maelgwn, 16, and<br />

Morgan, 18, led out a force to intercept them. This is the<br />

only known example of a medieval woman leading an army<br />

of <strong>Welsh</strong>men into battle.<br />

They marched secretly through the forest of Ystrad Tywi<br />

to Kidwelly and camped two miles upstream alongside<br />

the river Gwendraeth, at the foot of Mynydd y Garreg<br />

and waited. She sent out detachments to intercept the reinforcements.<br />

Legend has it however that they were betrayed by a local<br />

called Gruffudd ap Llewelyn. In such fragmented and<br />

uncertain politics there was always treachery. It was in truth<br />

always going to be difficult. The <strong>Welsh</strong> were completely out<br />

manoeuvred. Not only did the Normans evade the <strong>Welsh</strong><br />

detachment but also they circled around the encampment<br />

and took up a position on Mynydd y Garreg. They attacked<br />

at speed down the hill, whilst Maurice advanced from the<br />

castle.<br />

Gwenllian was trapped with her back to the river and the<br />

remnants of her army were quickly hacked to pieces. It is<br />

believed that Maelgwyn was killed when he threw his own<br />

body in front of his mother to protect her. Morgan was<br />

wounded and captured. He could only watch as Gwenllian<br />

was taken prisoner and immediately beheaded.<br />

The field where it took place is known as Maes Gwenllian,<br />

a small piece of flat land between hill and river.<br />

It was a brief and a bloody encounter, entirely successful<br />

as far as the Normans were concerned, and of no more<br />

importance than so many others. The victors write the<br />

history after all. But for the <strong>Welsh</strong> the death of Gwenllian<br />

had much greater significance. She became a nationalist<br />

symbol. The warrior princess fighting for her family and<br />

her country. There were legends, of course. A spring welled<br />

up on the spot where her head fell. Her headless ghost<br />

haunted the battlefield looking for her missing head. She<br />

only found peace when her skull was recovered and buried.<br />

An oppressed people needed a romantic heroine. But it is<br />

unlikely that she ever was what the myths say, “A queen of<br />

the Amazons”, riding out at the head of an army.<br />

Her name became a rallying cry throughout the great<br />

rebellion of 1136. “Revenge for Gwenllian”<br />

was a chant that accompanied<br />

the sacking of Aberystwyth castle by troops lead by her<br />

brothers. Her name remained a badge of identity for<br />

centuries after her death.<br />

But history moved on. Her father and her husband<br />

both died in 1137. Her story soon only survived in an oral<br />

tradition, passed on by the travelling bards in the distant<br />

valleys where the <strong>Welsh</strong> survived, in opposition to Norman<br />

rule. And although it was Norman culture which represented<br />

the future, outside their castles an older culture survived,<br />

believing in symbols and portents, waiting for the spirits of<br />

King Arthur and of Merlin to arise from their slumbers and<br />

drive out the invaders, crying out, perhaps, “Revenge for<br />

Gwenllian!”<br />

She became part of their common heritage, a part of the<br />

stubborn individuality and identity of the <strong>Welsh</strong>, always<br />

ready to defy the odds.<br />

As a symbolic figure her name carried more weight with<br />

our ancestors than it does generally today. She features in the<br />

ancestral line of the Tudor line of the present Royal family,<br />

but with little recognition. She is just a name, with little of<br />

the significance that she once possessed.<br />

But she is remembered in Kidwelly. Hers has always been<br />

a popular name there, and is remembered in the quieter lives<br />

that are remembered more conventionally in the churchyard.<br />

There is a school in her name, a street - Llys Gwenllian - a<br />

Community Hall, a hotel. And a farm with the field in which<br />

she died.<br />

The site of the battle is a little way upstream along the<br />

Gwendraeth river that curls around the foot of the castle. It<br />

is just a field now, green and marshy, where a mother<br />

and a son died and a legend was born, and then<br />

slowly forgotten.<br />

Words: Geoff Brookes<br />

Illustration: Charlotte Wood<br />

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