Of all the men she spoke of, you are the only one she accorded any respect. Indeed, there was even a sense of affection and attachment. Perhaps the very fact that you are not attainable makes you that much more special to her, for I would swear the Lady loves you not as a brother, but as a consort – and seeks other men to replace you because you are inaccessible to her.

Persia Woolley “Guinevere: Queen of the Summer Stars”

100 days of Morgana: day 73.

(via essilt)

Lancelot came walking down through the great hall. On his head he wore a crown of splendid red roses that stood out beautifully against his fine blond hair; and yet it was August, when it is not natural for roses to last long. But the story insists that for Lancelot, as long as he lived in the Lake, no morning ever came, in summer or winter, when he had to go without a garland of fresh red roses for his hair, no matter how early he arose; the only exceptions were Friday and the eve of the great feasts and all of Lent. On all other days, Lancelot had a new crown of roses every morning; yet he could never watch closely enough to make out who it was that brought it to him, even though many times he lay in wait to find out. But once the two boys had come to join him, there was no morning, however early he arose and received his garland, when he did not take it apart and make three out of it and in that way share it with them.

‘The Old French Arthurian Vulgate and Post-Vulgate in Translation’, Lancelot Part 1 translated by Samuel N. Rosenberg

Does anyone else remember that Baby Lance spent a lot of time living among fairies and wearing nature-defying flower crowns (unless he had to go without) and just generally being a medieval Little Lord Fauntleroy? Because I do.

Also making flower crowns for his wee cousins, though he didn’t know they were cousins yet

Thankfully, Lance’s aesthetic at this stage appears to have been a little less ‘sulky murder children in flower crowns’ than his cousins (as in last quote) but he certainly had his fair share of violent outbursts. Mind you, interpretations of Lance’s violence vary both between sources and between paragraphs, so I do also love this quote:

“No one could have found fault with any part of him, but people who saw him did agree that, if his chest had been a bit less fully developed, he would have been that much more attractive and appealing. Later on, the worthy Queen Guenevere, who had more to say on the subject than others, said that God had not given him a chest in any way too big or expansive, for it suited his great heart, which would have burst had it not been lodged in a large enough enclosure. ‘And if I were God,’ she said, ‘I would not have made Lancelot any smaller or any bigger.’

Ok number 1) awwww, Lance’s big heart. 

Number 2) Guinevere ‘who had more to say on the subject than others’- what was she just constantly nonchalantly dropping it into conversation. ‘Oh and Sir Lancelot you really must come and play me at chess sometime, oh and while we’re on the subject, may I complement you again on that excellent chess-t of yours, jolly good work.’ *waggles eyebrows meaningfully at said flushing knight*

Number 3) ‘I would not have made Lancelot any smaller or any bigger’. Gwen you little… !!! Mind you, I believe I’ve said before that Lance would argue that, whether jousting in the lists or in real life, it’s not the size that’s important, it’s how you use it.

Lastly though I believe this alone is enough evidence for the continued appearance of habitual (as in not just as a prize) flower crown-wearing Lancelot right into his adult years.

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(After all, why else are there so many roses in this picture, if they’re not about to sit and make rose garlands together?)

So who is our accountant?“
Merlin paused a moment–for drama’s sake, Arthur would later decide–and then said, “Percival.”
It took a moment for the name to register, and when it did, Arthur could scarcely believe it. “Percival … the … ”
“… the Grail knight, yes. Percival. Who were you expecting, Galahad? Great, whining, virgin twit. Never had any patience for him. But Percival, well … he was cut from a very different bolt of cloth.

Knight Life (Modern Arthur #1) | Peter David

3/∞ Arthurian quotes

(via ancelstierre)

Ah, Gwenhwyvar! White Goddess of DeDannan’s enigmatic tribe, deeply did I resent you on that day, and deeply, deeply did I fear you. Perhaps I may be forgiven my rancour and alarm. Dearest of hearts, I did not know you. Let it be said that you never repaid my resentment with spite, nor held my fear against me, less yet gave either of them justification. In those next years you proved your nobility a thousand times over.

Merlin about
Gwenhwyvar
Pendragon
(The Pendragon Cycle #4) | Stephen R. Lawhead

1/∞ Arthurian quotes

(via ancelstierre)

I already knew that to question him was useless. (Medraut never asked or answered questions.) His friendliness was a sham. Slim, white-skinned, agile, he was neat-eyed thief loving Mercury using mischievous charm as a weapon. To love Medraut, to be loved by him might be deadly though, with unwonted imprudence, I knew I would keep by him.

Lancelot meeting Mordred.

from “Lancelot” (Peter Vansittart)

73/100 arthurian random quotes

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