About ten minutes after the Quest for the Holy Grail ends, Sir Launcelot falls back into his old bad habits of adultery-having and Guenever-loving. He’ll be sitting there, clutching his silver medal (Sir Bors won the gold, since he not … Continue reading →
One morning Galahad gets up extra-early for some solo Grail-prayer time. When he arrives at the tabernacle, there’s already a guy there! Galahad doesn’t recognize him until after they’ve celebrated Mass, but it’s Joseph of Arimathea. Joseph congratulates him on … Continue reading →
A few days later, Launcelot and Pellam and the rest of the inhabitants of Castle Corbin are having some lunch, when there’s a ruckus. See, in Corbin they don’t have kitchens or cooks or anything, because the Grail is constantly … Continue reading →
A month after his near-miss as regards the Grail, Launcelot wakes up. His first move is to complain about coming out of his coma; being in a coma was very restful and he didn’t need to worry about all the … Continue reading →
Launcelot enters Castle Corbin and cautiously picks his way forward. He’s ready for anything, but instead of anything, he encounters nothing. A whole series of empty rooms, doors hanging open, nothing stopping him from penetrating to the very center of … Continue reading →
A month later, Launcelot gets bored and decides to go for a swim. Malory explains that he spent all the intervening time praying, and somewhat huffily asserts that no, he didn’t starve to death because God gave him manna, like … Continue reading →
Bors, Galahad, and Percivale are standing in front of the ruins of a castle they just left! It collapsed unexpectedly, and maybe there are survivors inside! But then there’s another thing that happens: they spot a wounded knight. He’s pulled … Continue reading →
“Launcelot, Launcelot, Launcelot.” The anchoress tsk tsks and shakes her head. “You were such a good knight, when you were doing earthly adventures back in Book VI. But since then you’ve been engaging in heavenly adventures. It’s a whole new … Continue reading →
Eventually Launcelot arrives at a jousting tournament, because it’s just been too long since there was any serious jousting in this novel, I guess. Five hundred knights are jousting in this tournament, on two teams. The White team is really … Continue reading →
“So I had this advision night before last,” Sir Launcelot says, after breakfast. Nacien nods solemnly. “Let me lay it out for you, because I’m sure you have some questions. Lo, Sir Launcelot, there thou mightest understand the high lineage … Continue reading →
