Sir Lancelot du Lac was the greatest of King Arthur’s knights, according to most late medieval Arthurian romances. Known for his strength, prowess, and bravery, Lancelot was even better known as the lover of Arthur’s queen, Guenevere. Their affair became one of the major causes of the downfall of Arthur’s Round Table, according to the very influential work of Sir Thomas Malory at the end of the 15th century. Encyclopedia of Medieval Literature
Most famous of all [the Swords of the Morning] was Ser Arthur Dayne, the deadliest of King Aerys II’s Kingsguard, who defeated the Kingswood Brotherhood and won renown in every tourney and mêlée. He died nobly with his sworn brothers at the end of Robert’s Rebellion, after Lord Eddard Stark was said to have killed him in single combat. Lord Stark then returned Dawn to Starfall, and to Ser Arthur’s kin, as a sign of respect. The World of Ice and Fire
It’s May! It’s May! The lusty month of May! That lovely month when ev'ryone goes Blissfully astray. It’s here, It’s here! That shocking time of year When tons of wicked little thoughts Merrily appear! It’s May! It’s May! That gorgeous holiday When ev'ry maiden prays that her lad Will be a cad! It’s mad! It’s gay! A libelous display! Those dreary vows that ev'ryone takes, Ev'ryone breaks. Ev'ryone makes divine mistakes The lusty month of May!
*fresh from conquering 30 kings* Arthur ur a weakass -- I'll give you one year to bulk up and be ready to fight me *ollies out*
Damn I gotta step up my game, get me some hella knights
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*one year later*
Alright I'm here to kick your ass and take your crown Arthur McChickenlegs
I'mma let you finish but first you gotta fight me
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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.
(After all, why else are there so many roses in this picture, if they’re not about to sit and make rose garlands together?)
Vanessa Redgrave as Queen Guenevere in Camelot, 1967. Costume Designer John Truscott won the Academy Award for his work in the film. The Queen’s gown took twelve dressmakers over one month to crochet. They then spent another month decorating the dress and eleven-foot train with pearl shells and pumpkin seeds. The price tag? $12,000 (in 1967).