To be fair, almost no one in her family was.
One uncle was a noted devil worshiper. Her brother was a notorious lecher. Pretty much all of her family was insane. What do I mean by insane? I mean they once found a gypsy and sewed him up in the belly of a horse with only his head exposed. He died. That was the point. To make him die. They were the kind of insane that makes you consistently wonder what the fuck was wrong with those people?
When Elizabeth was 9, some farmers on the estate rebelled and raped and killed Elizabeth’s two sisters. Elizabeth was present and watched them die while hiding behind a tree. The rebellion was quashed a few days later, and the farmers drawn and quartered. Elizabeth watched this as well. She was apparently so happy she peed herself. Which, I guess, is understandable.
At the age of 15, after already secretly having borne one child, Elizabeth was engaged to Count Ferencz Nadasdy. He wasn’t known for being much of an intellectual, but he was very good looking! And athletic! And he had hobbies.
His favorite hobby was taking servant girls, strapping them down, covering them with honey, and then pouring insects over their bodies which devoured them.
That was a summer pastime, though. During the winter he took servant girls outside, tied them up, and poured cold water over their bodies until they froze in place.