Sir Tristram! The jerk! We last saw him married to Isoud the White and ruling the kingdom of Brittany. As the curtain parts on Book IX proper, he receives a series of letters from the lovely Isoud in Cornwall. “Darling … Continue reading →
It turns out that Sir Nabon is not that bad a guy, really. He throws a big jousting tournament to celebrate the knighting of his son, Sir Nabon Junior, and hundreds of knights (from North Wales and Logris and other … Continue reading →
Tristram, meanwhile, continues hanging out ruling Brittany with his wife Isoud the White. One day he’s out with his wife and her brother Sir Kehydius who kind of sucks. They go for a little sailing trip, just for fun, in … Continue reading →
Three entirely unconnected events this chapter. First, Sir Suppinabiles from last chapter returns to Brittany. “I’m back from Camelot,” he announces. “Did they mention me at all?” Tristram asks. “…Yes, actually.” “Cool! What’d they say what’d they say?” “So, you … Continue reading →
Howel, King of Brittany, turns out to have a problem. This one earl, Grip, has been making trouble for him: refusing taxes, assaulting officers, laying siege to Howel’s house, that kind of thing. As you may recall from Book V, … Continue reading →
Malory’s a little all over the place today, folks. After the literal cliffhanger of the previous entry, this chapter of the story drifts into out-and-out surrealism. For starters, you’ve got Gouvernail (Tristram’s French tutor cum manservant) and his two henchmen … Continue reading →
