The pain between these three characters is near-magical because it all comes from love. Precisely as I usually am with the love-triangle retellings of the sordid tale of Lancelot, Guinevere, and Arthur.Įxcept a good friend recommended this series to me, and she’s never steered me wrong. I was prepared to be annoyed by Embry Moore, to possibly be annoyed by Greer, and to roll my eyes at Ash a lot. Lancelot has especially never been a particular favorite, for much the same reason Simone explains in this book: He’s a fanfic self-insert by the French so they could play with chivalry in a set of tales too old for such a relatively modern social construct. I adore Arthurian literature, but not all of it.
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