After three years of indecisive warfare Apocaucus was assassinated.
He had at the beginning of the war filled the palace dungeons with
prisoners, and he augmented their number continually with nobles or
officials who ventured to dissent from his plans. In the summer of 1345
he was building a new and formidable prison in the palace grounds, and
the prisoners looked with concern on the frowning edifice and readily
believed that he was going to inflict all kinds of atrocities on them.
One afternoon he went, without his usual company of guards, to see
how the work progressed, and imprudently entered the yard where the
prisoners were. One of them snatched a heavy piece of wood and felled
him, and the others, seizing the axes and tools that lay about, ended
his life and exhibited his head to the guards on the other side of the
wall. Anna was alarmed and perplexed, and allowed the wife of the dead
minister to take a fearful vengeance. The rowers of the fleet were
armed and discharged upon the prisoners, and it is said that about two
hundred of them were butchered.
Cantacuzenus now sent fresh proposals of peace, which were approved by
the patriarch, and Anna made the grave and somewhat obscure blunder
of rejecting them. Gregoras says that she was jealous of Irene, but
Gregoras, for theological reasons which will appear presently, is not
generous to the Empress. It is possible that Cantacuzenus insisted on
retaining his crown. However that may be, the war continued for another
year, and began to turn in favour of Cantacuzenus, who now detached a
large body of Turks from the service of the Empress. Anna’s conduct,
in fact, now becomes weak and blundering. She quarrelled with the
patriarch, and allowed herself to be influenced by the meaner monks and
bishops who opposed him. Apocaucus had so completely relieved her of
the work of administration that she paid little attention to it after
his death, and, as a new heresy now entered Constantinople and won her
favour, she became absorbed in a theological quarrel, while her enemy
crept nearer to Constantinople.
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