So in Book V, King Arthur invades Europe, conquers his way from Normandy to Rome, and declares himself Roman Emperor before turning around and going back to Camelot. That’s basically it. Compared to the previous Book, this is a very … Continue reading →
“That’s all great,” says Arthur. “Counterattack foiled, massive heroism, plenty of cattle seized. But Gawaine, who’s your well-dressed friend with the exotic complexion?” “Ah, Uncle Sire —“ “I’ve asked you not to call me that.” “Let me introduce Sir Priamus, … Continue reading →
“So if I work for Arthur now, we should probably go warn him about the sneak attack.” “Sneak attack?” “Yeah, I was on my way to meet up with them. Sixty thousand men from southern Italy and points further out … Continue reading →
And they joust, and at first Gawaine is all rah rah rah yeah yeah but then he starts losing badly. “You should surrender, or at least call for a timeout,” says Priamus. “You’re bleeding all over your clothes; that’s … Continue reading →
Arthur marches from northern France to southern France to northern Italy. Everywhere he goes, folks surrender and offer prizes and so on, until he gets to Tuscany. In Tuscany there’s a city-state that doesn’t just roll over. The city-state isn’t … Continue reading →
Caesar Lucius hears about the events of the previous chapter, about how his attempt to rescue a column of prisoners backfired when ten thousand of Arthur’s troops (counting everyone they could pull together at the last minute) defeated 20% of … Continue reading →
Caesar Lucius has spies scattered throughout France, and he gets word almost immediately that Arthur’s sending his column of prisoners up to Paris with a relatively light guard. So next morning, Cador and Launcelot are leading the column back, and … Continue reading →
So to recap the first part of this chapter: Gawaine and Bors went to Lucius on a mission of peace, and it didn’t go well, and then Gawaine broke truce and killed Lucius’s cousin. Coming back from the commercial break, … Continue reading →
Arthur calls together a special A-team task force, of Sir Gawaine, Sir Bors, Sir Bedivere, and a knight we haven’t met up to this point, the very young Sir Lionel of Benwick, Launcelot’s nephew. “You four scout ahead, get to … Continue reading →
Picking up from yesterday… “The Black Feminist’s Guide to Science Fiction Film Editing,” by Sandra McDonald. First person past tense. Around 6000 words. It’s a catchy title, I’ve got to admit, but I’m not sure I picked up what this … Continue reading →
