Hey, remember Sir Launcelot? Remember how he’s been conspicuously absent for the last few chapters? Turns out he’s been chilling in Benwick this whole time. He got the letter from Sir Gawaine but assumed it was just Gawaine being a … Continue reading →
“Sire!” calls Bedivere, as the magic barge’s gangplank retracts all by itself and Arthur, up on deck, lies down with his head in Morgan’s lap. “Sire! What will happen to me? I’m the last Knight of the Round Table!” “You’re … Continue reading →
“Well, darn,” says Sir Lucan. “C’mon, let’s get the king’s body out of here,” says Sir Bedivere. “Those looters are going to be coming through here soon.” Lucan and Bedivere pick up Arthur, and did I mention before that Lucan … Continue reading →
