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An Excerpt from 'The Book of the Magical Mythical Unicorn'

September 17, 2020

By Vakasha Brenman and Alfonso Colasuonno


Editor’s Note: Below is an excerpt of The Book of the Magical Mythical Unicorn, published by O-Books, an imprint of John Hunt Publishing.


The Unicorn and European Royalty

There are a multiplicity of traditions and legends about the unicorn’s horn within the history and mythology of the world, though its use was perhaps most recorded in medieval Europe, where the horn was known as the alicorn. The unicorn’s horn has been revered by people across the globe for a wide variety of reasons, not the least of which is its profound ability to heal. No feature of the unicorn has been as closely associated with healing as its majestic spiraled horn. The horn’s power to heal and transform has long been a source of wonder, with these attributes coming from its connection to the third eye, or expanded consciousness. The unicorn’s horn can heal not only the body, but also the mind and heart, bringing one into a balanced state.

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Around the beginning of the 13th century, the alicorn started to become a major part of European culture. By that time, Asian traditions about the unicorn’s amazing ability to purify poisoned waters for other animals had begun to filter into Europe. Commonly known as the water-conning story, these tales revolved around how animals would wait for the unicorn to dip its horn into poisoned water to eliminate all of the maladies that would come from drinking or bathing in the water. Many travelers from Europe who visited other parts of the globe were able to learn about and witness the healing properties of the unicorn’s horn. After Europeans heard these incredible stories that the travelers brought back with them, they became curious about the power of the alicorn to heal and detect poisons. Europeans began to investigate and later believe in the alicorn’s medicinal attributes.

Until the 16th century, alicorns were purchased and used exclusively by Europe’s wealthiest individuals. Many European kings and queens owned full intact alicorns, including King Edward I of England, King Charles VI of France, King Henry II of France, King Philip II of Spain (who was said to have acquired twelve alicorns), Mary Queen of Scots, King Francis I of France, Queen Elizabeth I of England, and numerous other royal figures. King Frederick III of Denmark even chose to have his throne made entirely of alicorns. Some churches, including St. Denis in Paris and St. Mark’s in Venice, also owned alicorns, displaying them as sacred objects that were held in awe by the people. To these powerful individuals and institutions, owning an alicorn signified wealth and prestige. However, such value came at a steep price. One such example is in 1560, when German merchants sold the Pope an alicorn for 90,000 scudi, an exorbitant sum for the time.

During Europe’s Middle Ages, poisoning became commonplace as a tactic performed to eliminate political rivals. The fear that one may sit down for a meal or beverage and meet their demise at the hands of a frustrated subject, an ambitious relative, or a ruthless political opponent weighed on the minds of European royalty. Fortunately, the introduction of the alicorn presented a solution; its magic could determine whether food and drink had been poisoned. The alicorn would sweat in the presence of poison. European royalty believed that when dipped into a tainted item, the alicorn would neutralize all effects of the harmful substance. Because of these properties as an antidote, the magical alicorn became invaluable to European dignitaries, who eagerly sought to purchase alicorns to protect themselves and their families.

Unfortunately, there have always been individuals who seek to profit via exploitation. In Europe, a fraudulent market developed soon after the introduction of the alicorn. Swindlers made a lucrative trade out of producing and selling fake horns. David de Pomis, a 16th century Italian Jewish physician, wrote that “There is very little of the true horn to be found, most of that which is sold being either stag’s horn, or elephant’s tusk.” Other items sold in place of the true unicorn horn included bull horns, goat horns, rhinoceros horns, artificially-straightened walrus tusks, fossil bones, dog bones, petrified wood, stalactites, and many other substances. Fake horns regularly made their way to wealthy individuals, perhaps most notably in the case of King James I of England and Scotland. After King James purchased what he believed was an alicorn, he chose to test it on a servant. Regrettably for the servant, his King had been deceived.


You can read more in The Book of the Magical Mythical Unicorn, published by O-Books, an imprint of John Hunt Publishing. The Book of the Magical Mythical Unicorn is available on Amazon, Kindle, BarnesandNoble.com, and wherever books are sold. For more information, please visit theunicornbook.com and its Facebook page.


Alfonso Colasuonno is the co-author of The Book of the Magical Mythical Unicorn, published by O-Books, an imprint of John Hunt Publishing. His poetry and short fiction have appeared in Rusty Truck, The Camel Saloon, Pretty Owl Poetry, and Quail Bell Magazine, among other publications. Alfonso helps emerging authors perfect their manuscripts through offering detailed book audits via his website, the-lit-game.com. He lives in Baltimore, Maryland with his wife Lauren and Bengal cat Edie Sedgwick.  

Vakasha Brenman was President of the Unicorn Archive, Inc. and one of the foremost researchers in the field. She devoted her life to preserving and disseminating mythological and esoteric knowledge through the creation of documentary films, theatre, and illustrated children's books. Born in Trinity, North Carolina, Vakasha lived in New York, NY for the last several decades of her life. She passed away in 2020.

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