Agravaine: This is ridiculous.
Mordred: Leave them alone. They’re happy.
Agravaine: Oh my god.
Agravaine: Did you just admit to having a soft spot for romance? I never would have guessed.
Mordred: I just meant ignorance is bliss and it’s Gaheris, so…
Agravaine: Nice recovery.
Mordred: Shut up.
Two years later Bleddyns youngest son returned and found a willing friend in little Arthur. Bedwyr, a slender, graceful boy, as dark as Arthur was fair, bold shade to Arthur’s bright sun, took the future Pendragon under his wing.
The two became bosom friends who were inseparable: cast golden mead and dark wine in the same cup, they say. It was a pleasure to see them play.
Thus there came to be a lull in the fighting, and in the silence the Black Knight saw approaching him a warrior taller than any on the field. He was wearing armor that shone golden in the sunlight and was riding a red-gold charger that carried him with ease. There was such a majesty about him that the young knight knew he was in the presence of a king as he had dreamed a king might be, a ruler even more regal than King Arthur. Galehaut’s voice, too, deep and clear, expressed an absolute authority, and with it, solicitude: ‘Sir, do not be afraid’.
Lancelot and the Lord of the Distant Isles: or the Book of Galehaut retold (via shirleytheshields)
Merlin: What’s the matter? When I got up this morning and went to wash my face… (he shows Lancelot the fish in the bowl). It may seem funny to you but he’s nothing but a bundle of pranks and mischief.
Lancelot: He’s only a boy, Merlin, you were a boy yourself once.
Merlin: Never!
Lancelot and Merlin discuss Brian’s unruly behaviour in The Ruby of Radnor
Merlin: What’s the matter? When I got up this morning and went to wash my face… (he shows Lancelot the fish in the bowl). It may seem funny to you but he’s nothing but a bundle of pranks and mischief.
Lancelot: He’s only a boy, Merlin, you were a boy yourself once.
Merlin: Never!
Lancelot and Merlin discuss Brian’s unruly behaviour in The Ruby of Radnor
Sir Lancelot takes Queen Guinevere’s body to glastonbury & buries her with King Arthur. Soon after, overcome with grief, Sir Lancelot himself dies at the Monastery, surrounded by his brothers. He is buried at Joyous Gard.
Sir Launcelot never after ate but little meat, ne drank, till he was dead. For then he sickened more and more, and dried, and dwined away. For the Bishop nor none of his fellows might not make him to eat, and little he drank, that he was waxen by a cubit shorter than he was, that the people could not know him. For evermore, day and night, he prayed, but sometime he slumbered a broken sleep; ever he was lying grovelling on the tomb of King Arthur and Queen Guenever. And there was no comfort that the Bishop, nor Sir Bors, nor none of his fellows, could make him, it availed not. So within six weeks after, Sir Launcelot fell sick, and lay in his bed; and then he sent for the Bishop that there was hermit, and all his true fellows. Then Sir Launcelot said with dreary steven: Sir Bishop, I pray you give to me all my rites that longeth to a Christian man.
— Excerpt taken from Le Morte d’Arthur by Sir Thomas Malory
Recently I’ve read “Believe” by Victoria Alexander (review here) which is a romance novel between Tessa, a modern day professor who goes back in time, and Galahad. It’s cheesy but it was a fun reading too. And my favourite quote is this one-
“You’ll pay for this, Mordred. You think you’ve won, but you haven’t. Till the end of time your name will be synonymous with evil and treachery. And he,” she glanced down at Galahad […], “he’ll be a hero. In the centuries to come, when kings and princes and wise men and even fools speak of things nobel and good they’ll speak of him. He’ll be loved. Always. And you’ll be…,” she spit the word, “nothing.”
Favourite as the one which makes me giggle a little because
well. Mordred. Probably one of the most loved characters in arthuriana
I am not concerned at all about myself ,“ replied Arthur. “What I do now, I do for Britain. In this battle, I’m the Kingdom. No one can take my place or share my lot, because this fight is due to the king alone.”
He presented the matter succinctly. If all Britain should find peace, it had to be won by the person who held throughout Britain in hands. It was said: Arthur and none else. His would be the defeat or the fame. But if fame or loss, the fact befitted the rulers and had to be done by him alone.
Arthurian Legends 