Defending the Crusader Kingdoms: Chattels - Or What Medieval Women were NOT

Defending the Crusader Kingdoms: Chattels - Or What Medieval Women were NOT: Today's entry is is part of the Rave Reviews Book Club 2016 Book and Blog Party. From Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, I'm delighted t...

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