Launcelot was up, doing early-morning things. He saw from out a window when a giant boar ran past Castle Blank, chased by hunters. These hunters were having no success: they’d brought along plenty of dogs, but the boar was just … Continue reading →
And now we turn back to Sir Launcelot, last seen falling out of a window into a rosebush. Possessions when last seen: a sword, and a shirt, and nothing else. As I intimated at the time, several years passed, during … Continue reading →
Afterwards Percivale departed to look for Launcelot, while Persides returned to Camelot where he told everyone about how Percivale had rescued him. Percivale had a special message for Kay and Mordred, about how he remembered their saying he wasn’t going … Continue reading →
These knights rode out in small groups, and Malory only really cared about one of them: Sir Percivale and his brother Sir Aglovale. You may have forgotten — I know I did! — but Percivale and Aglovale were sons of … Continue reading →
In the morning, Elaine and her crew left, for reasons that no one would explain to King Arthur. Arthur was willing to let her go, of course, though he was annoyed that she was being so secretive. So Arthur sent … Continue reading →
Later Arthur came home from the campaign he’d been waging against Claudas, the foe of Ban and Bors last mentioned way way back in Book I. To celebrate his victory, Arthur threw a party, as was his habit. He invited … Continue reading →
Pretty soon a knight passed by! Sir Bors! He’s not Sir Launcelot, but as Launcelot’s nephew and a knight of the Round Table, he was pretty darn close. I mean, what are the odds? At least half of the knights … Continue reading →
Launcelot didn’t manage to catch Brisen, and he gave up and left eventually. Nine months later, Elaine’s son was born! Everyone present thought this was awesome. They named him Galahad, which Malory reminds us was Launcelot’s middle name, as Merlin … Continue reading →
Malory starts off kind of evasively: this is the story of how Sir Launcelot had his son Sir Galahad, but don’t be mad, because Malory is just telling us what the book of French rehearseth. None of this is his … Continue reading →
After meeting the lovely Isoud, Sir Dinadan went out looking for Tristram, again. Dinadan found him, again, before too long, but due to Tristram’s new face-concealing Elvis helmet, Dinadan didn’t recognize him, again. But this time he did recognize that … Continue reading →
