Back in Cornwall, Tristram isn’t doing so well himself. While he talked a good game, Tristram’s joust with Marhaus has left him bleeding from several substantial wounds, including a nasty spear-wound in his side that Marhaus opened up the fight … Continue reading →
Sir Marhaus sees Tristram coming at him, and steps back. “Hey there, kid, you’re Melodias’s son Tristram, right? You’re plainly very brave, which is a shame, since I’m a remarkably badass knight. I mean, I’ve fought plenty in my … Continue reading →
Sir Tristram goes to his father and asks for permission to fight Marhaus. “You know he’s a Knight of the Round Table, and one of the best fighters in this novel, right?” asks Meliodas. “Yeah, whatever. I think I can … Continue reading →
Young Tristram leaves Liones and Cornwall at this point, and goes to France, with his tutor Gouvernail. In France he learns how to speak French and how to play the harp. Tristram is the best harpist of his generation, you … Continue reading →
So there they are: Elizabeth dead, the midwife holding Baby Tristram, the barons all around them. Will Baby Tristram make it? Yes. Elizabeth’s legacy is so great, and her death scene last chapter so touching, that it inspires the midwife … Continue reading →
The eighth book of Le Morte D’Arthur! The story of Sir Tristram! This is going to be awesome, right? Right, you guys? The story of Sir Tristram starts off more similarly to the story of Ben Linus than I was … Continue reading →
It’s Christmas! Merry Christmas! Thoughts on Book VII: 1) So Sir Gareth is seven feet tall. This is really clearly established early on; he’s a very tall dude. People comment on it, until Malory I guess forgets he mentioned … Continue reading →
Most of this section feels like padding, which, coming as it does on the tail of three chapters of wall-to-wall jousting action, is saying something. Gareth wanders around overnight and comes to a castle. He knocks on the door, … Continue reading →
Now we turn back to Castle Perilous, where Lionesse and Gareth are all shacked up and living in sin, and also Sir Gringamore and Dame Linet are there too. Arthur’s messenger arrives with the invitation to Camelot, and Lionesse is … Continue reading →
Now we turn from the crazy sitcom of Gareth and his gal pal Lionesse and her shrewish sister Linet and their milquetoast brother Gringamore, back to Camelot. Or Carlion, this chapter Malory puts Arthur’s court at Carilon. It’s Pentecost again, … Continue reading →
