My Horrid Family

I lived with two horrible people, my father, Charles VII, and my brother, Charles de Valois. I have betrayed them both and each of them have betrayed me. We have a mutual hatred for each other and have spent so long plotting against each other. My hostility started during childhood. My father was cold and made me marry against my will to Margaret of Scotland, who I had absolutely no chemistry with. He also made me flee and tried to beat me in war, forcing me to live with Phillip the Good. My brother promoted the Mad War with Charles the Bold against me, enraging me as a whole. They spent half their lives plotting against me, but like Charles the Bold, failed miserably. Because of my hatred for my family, I went against them and stole the throne. After my dad was dead, I became king. Like my father had made me flee, I made my brother leave. He fled to Brittany where I finally compensated with him in a treaty. After I married again, I was finally happy with family, three kids, and a love for science. My brother died with no wife and no kids making me once again on top of my family.