Another year, another May, another season of romance and whimsy! Book XX opens with the stark contrast between all the happy lovers in Camelot (chief among them Guenever and Launcelot) and the two villains of our piece, Sir Agravaine and … Continue reading →
The day of Launcelot’s and Meliagrace’s joust fast approaches! If Launcelot doesn’t show, Meligrance wins by default, and thus Guenever is convicted of adultery with a mystery knight, and she’ll be burned at the stake! No one wants that! Arthur … Continue reading →
Shortly afterwards Launcelot and Guenever plan a night-time rendezvous. Lavaine thinks this is a bad idea, what with Sir Meliagrance the Recently Pardoned still hanging around Camelot just looking for an excuse to take Launcelot down a peg. Launcelot ignores … Continue reading →
The second teamster is way into being alive! He begs for mercy so pitifully that Launcelot probably feels bad. Then he promises to take Launcelot into the castle, and to tell no one. So Launcelot rides in the cart, right … Continue reading →
Once they’re at Meligrance’s castle, Guenever’s knights have their wounds bound, which is good, but they’re kept under constant guard, which is bad. No one knows where they went, which is what Meliagrance is counting on! If Arthur and Launcelot … Continue reading →
Guenever wakes up one fine spring morning and decides to throw a party. Not just any party! A special May party, a fun-times trip out into the glorious beauty of pastoral England. Naturally, to ensure maximal enjoyment of the splendors … Continue reading →
The next big jousting tournament in the rotation is the Candlemas tournament, around New Year’s. Everybody plans to attend, Launcelot included. Guenever, with whom he’s made up by now, calls him into her chambers one evening. “Listen,” she says. “I … Continue reading →
This bit here is pretty famous: Elaine of Astolat, aka the Lady of Shalott comes down the river in her funeral barge, where the knights of Camelot find her. Alfred, Lord Tennyson, wrote a poem you might remember from Anne … Continue reading →
So one of Sir Bernard’s servants runs and fetches the shield, which of course Gawaine recognizes instantly as Sir Launcelot’s. While Elaine prattles on about how much she loves her incognito knight, Gawaine tries to reconcile Launcelot’s shield with his … Continue reading →
Spring turns into summer and summer into late summer, says Malory. And one day roundabout the end of August, Arthur decides to hold a big jousting tournament, because there hasn’t been one since Book XIII. He calls in the King … Continue reading →
