Philip III of France
Philippe III the Bold (1245 - 1285) was King of France from 1270 to 1285 and a member of the Capetian dynasty. He was born on April 3, 1245 in Poissy[?], the son of Louis IX of France and Marguerite Berenger of Provence (1221-1295).At the age of twenty-five he ascended to the throne. Indecisive, and dominated by the policies of his father, he was dictated to by others, first by Pierre de la Broce and then by his uncle Charles I of Anjou, king of the Two Sicilies.
In 1285, the last year of his reign, Philippe made an unsuccessful attempt to annex the kingdom of Aragon. As a result of the battle, Philippe III died on October 5, 1285 at Perpignan, Pyrénées-Orientales while marching in retreat. He is interred with his wife, Isabelle d'Aragon[?] (1247-1271) in Saint Denis Basilica.
The children of Philippe III and Isabelle d'Aragon were:
- Louis - (1266 - May 1276)
- Philippe IV - (1268 - November 29, 1314)
- Charles de Valois - (March 12, 1270 - December 16, 1325)
After the death of Isabelle, he married on August 21, 1274, Marie de Brabant.
Their children of Philippe III and Marie de Brabant were:
- Louis d'Evreux - (May 1276 - May 19, 1319)
- Blanche - (1278 - March 19, 1305)
- Marguerite - (1282 - February 14, 1317) (married: Edward I of England)
King Philippe III was succeeded by his son, Philippe IV.
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Preceded by: Louis IX | List of French monarchs |
Succeeded by: Philip IV |
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