The White RavenSet in a richly evoked Britain after the fall of King Arthur, The White Ravenis a retelling of perhaps the most enduring of all medieval love stories: thetragic triangle of Tristan, Isolde, and Mark. |
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Page 143
... perhaps for the first time feeling that tickle of unease that had troubled me for so long . " You will deliver me from Fergus , I know it ! " Esseilte's eyes were shining . " We must find you fresh clothing and clean your gear so that ...
... perhaps for the first time feeling that tickle of unease that had troubled me for so long . " You will deliver me from Fergus , I know it ! " Esseilte's eyes were shining . " We must find you fresh clothing and clean your gear so that ...
Page 172
... perhaps because no British title in that country pre- dates the time of Maximus , and most of its lords still hold territories on this side of the water too ... Perhaps Meliau chafed at Riwal's overlordship , or perhaps 172 The White Raven.
... perhaps because no British title in that country pre- dates the time of Maximus , and most of its lords still hold territories on this side of the water too ... Perhaps Meliau chafed at Riwal's overlordship , or perhaps 172 The White Raven.
Page 190
... perhaps he feared my answer . I was angry and afraid , but not for the reasons he must suppose . Nor for the reasons I had expected . It was the power in the man himself that frightened me , or perhaps it was my own response to it that ...
... perhaps he feared my answer . I was angry and afraid , but not for the reasons he must suppose . Nor for the reasons I had expected . It was the power in the man himself that frightened me , or perhaps it was my own response to it that ...
Contents
Prologue | 15 |
The Morholts Race | 31 |
The Tribute of Kernow | 47 |
Copyright | |
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