So Mark as you hopefully recall is the king of Cornwall. He’s not Arthur’s vassal but neither is he Arthur’s enemy. Mark’s nephew Tristram loves the lovely Isoud, and been exiled from Cornwall; as of last chapter he resides at … Continue reading →
Tristram and Lamorak meet back up at the forester and collect Kehdyius, and then the three of them ride back to the ship where they’d gotten wrecked back in the first place, and meet the folks they left there, Gouvernail … Continue reading →
So no sooner do they say that, when along comes Launcelot (of course). Lamorak waves him down, as a favor to these two knights, but when Launcelot stops, the two knights have already fled into the woods. “Hullo, Lamorak,” says … Continue reading →
Okay, then there’s something weird that happens. Remember Sir Palamides? The Saracen knight who wanted to marry the lovely Isoud? At this point Malory forgets how to spell his name, because suddenly he’s Sir Palomides. Same guy, though, that’s clear … Continue reading →
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 →
We’re shifting gears for the next nine or ten chapters. Out with Sir Tristram the randomly bloodthirsty, in with Sir Breunor, aka the Black Knight (one of many), aka the Knight in an Ill-Fitting Suit, or La Cote Male Taile. … Continue reading →
A couple of days later Sir Lamorak rides along, comes across a knight and a lady sleeping. As he watches from a distance, the lady wakes up as a second knight approaches. The second knight is Sir Gawaine! The lady … Continue reading →
The tail end of Book VIII abandons Tristram, as I said yesterday, in favor of Sir Lamorak, who is much less of a jerk all around. Sir Lamorak leaves Servage, too. Malory has forgotten that Servage is an island, so … 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 →
