A woman wakes him up in the middle of the night. “Sir Percivale! What are you doing here?” There is no explanation as to who this woman is, or how she knows Percivale, or… anything. “I do neither good nor … Continue reading →
Percivale rides away from Castle Goothe for about a half a day, stopping only when he stumbles upon a funeral. We join that funeral, already in progress. A couple of dozen men-at-arms crowd around a casket, acting as pallbearers for … Continue reading →
Percivale (apparently) follows the Queen of the Wilderness’s instructions. He departs from her castle and rides all day until he comes to a remote fortress, which Malory doesn’t want to come right out and identify as Castle Goothe, but I’m … Continue reading →
The Queen of the Wilderness lays down some science on Sir Percivale. TRUE THING ONE: Nobody but Galahad should ever wear red. Going around in red is bragging that you’re the best ever, and only Galahad actually is the … Continue reading →
Book XIV is where it gets weird, y’all. Malory explains that Book XIV is all about Sir Percivale, the other holy paladin-knight blessed and foredestined to achieve the Grail. We flash back to when he was last seen, during Chapter … Continue reading →
Malory has lost interest in people who aren’t Sir Launcelot or else Sir Launcelot’s son, so we cut away from Gawaine back to Galahad. It’s an indeterminate amount of time since he left Maidens’ Castle, and now he’s out in … Continue reading →
Arthur cups his hands together and calls to his nephew. “Hey, Gawaine!” Gawaine is already halfway to the feasting, but he gets up and comes over to his uncle. “Yes, Uncle Sire?” “You’re all the time talking about what a … Continue reading →
“Well, brother, I will do after your counsel, and ride after you.” Launcelot’s on board! He and Ector and Percivale make ready to return to Camelot. Only problem: Elaine. Elaine cries and cries, that Launcelot should leave her. She begs … Continue reading →
Malory changes scenes abruptly, and spends a half-chapter filling us in on Sir Bors and Sir Lionel. They set out at the same time as Percivale, but they never found Launcelot. Instead, Bors drags Lionel to the court of King … Continue reading →
“All right here’s the plan,” says Percivale. “We split up. You stay out here, in case there’s trouble, and I’ll go in and check on this ‘Mister Guilty’ guy.” “What if he’s Launcelot?” “All the more reason for us … Continue reading →
