Wuffingas - Family Tree

Family Tree

The following family tree includes the Wuffingas kings from Wehha to Ælfwald. They are numbered in order of ruling. Ecgric of East Anglia was also a member of the Wuffingas house, but his exact descent is not decided. He may have been Sigebert's brother, or his step-brother.

Wehha1
Wuffa2
Tytila3
? Rædwald4 ? Eni ?
Sigeberht6 Rægenhere Eorpwald5 Anna7 Saewara Æthelhere8 Æthelwold9 Æthelric Hereswitha
Seaxburh Æthelthryth Æthelburh Jurmin Ealdwulf10
Ælfwald11

The kingdom of East Anglia was settled by peoples from northern Europe during the 5th and 6th centuries. Historical sources relating to the genealogy of the East Anglian kings include the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle and Bede's Ecclesiastical History, both compiled many years after the kingdom was formed, as well as lists produced by medieval historians, such as the 12th century Textus Roffensis, who may have had access to other sources that are now lost. Several of the Wuffingas kings are included in a pedigree of Ælfwald, contained in the Anglian collection that dates from the 9th century. In the pedigree, Ælfwald is claimed to descend from the god Wōden.

Ancestor

After 749, East Anglia was ruled either by the Mercians or by kings whose genealogy is not known.

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