Gaius paused at the bottom of the grand stairs that spilled out into the courtyard. While he was certain of his diagnosis, it was nearly impossible to estimate how far the disease had spread within Rodor's body. It could be weeks or it could be months. Due to the king's tenacity, he might very well outlive Gaius himself. "I really can't say. Did you tell him about the things we spoke of last night?"
"No. I'd come in there this morning intent on telling him that I now know why Travis seems to hate Camelot. Maybe Rodor already knows that Uther was supposed to save Lord Travis' people, but...well... he was Uther, his word meant nothing if he had already made other plans before it. I suspect that's why Travis is doing this now. It's a way to avenge
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Discovering the travel plans of the Queen of Camelot was the perfect opportune use of the boy. If what the boy had overheard was correct, then there would be a date, just under a fortnight away, when the protection around Queen Guinevere would be minimal. Travis had no intention of getting his own hands dirty, but Morgana had shown she had no such reservations.
He was still wary about giving the last high priestess another chance, but she was family - even if she didn't know it. She shared the same magical blood in her veins that connected them back to the original Fae folk. In the past, he'd secretly helped to finance her campaigns against Camelot and even her failed exploration of Ismere in the Northern Plains. If she just hadn't been so arrogant as to take some of Camelot's knights prisoner and use them in addition to the slave force he had paid for, she might have been able to uncover the Diamair. But she wasn't just arrogant... she was impatient.
He'd begun hearing rumors of the way she would even destroy others who possessed magical blood. She would be the downfall to her own kind if she wasn't careful. It was something he was sure his sister had seen in her scrying pool, and was probably the reason Nimueh had never taken in the girl for tutoring as she had with Morgana's older
The author notes that the King at an early age relied mostly on his mentors for knowledge and advice, notably two of which were councils of elders. The King’s entire life and on matters of decisionmaking was under the influence of these elders and from members of the court. The effects of overreliance on the need to make a decisive decision is witnessed when the moment to plan the escape, the King ponders and waste a lot of time in thinking and going over the idea of evading. The King took much time that Marie and Fersen had already begun planning for the escape long before the king had already given the consent for such an idea. Marie’s plan was underway and was schedule on May but the King’s nature of indecisiveness led to his postponing of the due date. Timothy Tackett notes down that the King does not just postpone the escape once but six times. These acts of postponing the escape finally end as he decides on the twentieth of June as the eloping day. The author yet again argues that if the family had left earlier on agreed dates their chances of a safe gateway would be higher and less risky. The King’s decision on postponing and prolonging the escape paved way for a chance that led to the conspiracy to be
...to perspective for him. He finally got to understand that he was the last one left. If he did not share anything and everything he knew about his tribe, they would perish forever.
... truth. He sees her and knows they are better than him and so he refuses to turn her in or convict her of witchcraft. He yells at Danforth, “They think to go like saints. I like not spoil their names” (130). This was an indication of how good he thought the people who didn’t admit to the lie were and how he wanted to protect them. In the end, he decided to give his life for the truth, which was the most unselfish act he was able to do. He did it even though he was tempted to save his own life and be with Elizabeth.
out his lips, trying to gather back his pride, his anger, all that thunderclap he’d first come striding in here with” (296). Furthermore, she explains with her point of view of why he wants her to come with him, “Even as he said it, I could tell he didn’t want me, didn’t want me back on the farm, didn’t want me to be reminded of her. Another part of him –the good part, if there was such a thing–might even be thinking that I’d be better of here. It was all pride now, all pride. How could he back down?” *(297). It was only because of his pride that he did not want to leave her with the Boatwright’s.
And she revelled in it, before it became too dangerous. She, unblinkingly, sent countless people to their deaths; she effortlessly imposed dreadful fear upon the young girls in the village, to the extent that one was reduced to insanity. She thought not once to stop, the euphoric indulgence was too great for her, because she could, she did. Ironically throughout her diabolical reign the one redeeming feature she possessed enforced her actions and accusations most powerfully, her illusive childlike innocence.
... because of her beauty. And Morgan leafy while she might be an all-powerful sorcerer, she is a ultimately a manipulator and scapegoat.
to the High King, Morgan is trained in magic of some sort. She, whether knowingly or
Camelot, the musical adaptation of The Once and Future King, allows for an interesting twist on the portrayal of Guinevere’s personality, mindset, and desires. The use of song and excellent acting allows for a unique display of the different aspects that make Guinevere a complex and strong character. Analyzing “The Lusty Month of May” shows Guinevere as a woman driven by her desires for the fantastical aspects of romance. However, contrasting “The Lusty Month of May” with other songs paints her as a more dynamic character and explains her relationship dynamic with Arthur, Lancelot, and other men in the court. This verse by verse analysis characterizes Guinevere as a woman driven by feelings of dissatisfaction and destiny.
Henry had forgotten about the traitor, he informed Morgan of the situation, “I’m sorry, sir, but she was one of or the traitor among the guild of knights, if we hadn’t heard her plans she would’ve destroyed any hopes we had of saving Sentipus.”.
Camelot: Merlin. We all at one point or another dream. Imagine you are in another place or another time, the future maybe, even maybe the past where years, days, centuries, minutes are all irrelevant if you have imagination. I now dream of a time and place where men have such things as bravery and honor.
But once the accusations started, she couldn’t back out for fear that her name would be ruined even more. She was just as scared as the other girls involved, but had to hide it behind the lies and cunning actions because she had no one to turn to in her time of need. She felt power, and like she had a place in life for once, when the other girls followed her and her decisions.
She asked her uncle Duran to take her to see a local commander (Captain) that remain loyal to Charles and request permission and an escort to go to see the Duke in Chinon, but the commander do not believe in her words and ordered to return home, she insisted telling about...
Theodora had an amazing husband who supported her on most of her political and personal life decisions and also, who was the only person that believed in her talent. He didn’t see
“It is I, Lady Amber of Cuzzart,” Amber replied, “Good sir knight, my companions and I would like to enter your master’s castle and spend a day at the festivities within.”
The winds howled through the canyon interior, creating odd shrieks and whines. The tall light-brown earthy walls rose high, far higher than any man could see, like giants staring down at feeble mankind. The night sky, far above the canyon walls was illuminated by stars and the luminous full moon. It was unbearably cold, with a sharp breeze that seemed to go right through any number of layers of thick clothing. The only true escape from the chill was in the caravan, a large, bulbous vehicle, wheels outfitted for the rough, rocky path it was taking. Some sat in the caravan, mostly women and children, amongst the numerous crates and bags of supplies, the less fortunate of the refugees walked alongside, rifles in hand.