The Legend of the King – by Gerald Morris
I can’t remember the last time I’ve been so hesitant to finish a book. I took me longer than it should have to get through this because I didn’t want it to be over. I wanted to savor this, the tenth and last book in Gerald Morris’ Squire’s Tales series, for as long as possible. I have loved these books dearly since I started reading them ten years ago and to see the series come to an end is bittersweet.
With every book in the series, Morris has reinterpreted a classic story of Arthurian legend, building his own version of Camelot populated with characters both new and familiar but all lovingly, brilliantly real. The Legend of the King is told through alternate viewpoints, bringing together characters from all of the other nine books. Everybody’s back for one last hurrah, although if you know anything about Arthurian legend, you know it can never really end in happily ever after, which, if I’m honest, is partly why I took my time finishing it. I didn’t want to say goodbye. Mordred’s attack on Camelot comes into full swing in this book, as he and Morgause stir dissent among the court and try to divide the Round Table. Like every volume of the series, it is exciting and action-packed, but also thoughtful, funny, and heartfelt. And it ends in the best way possible: with hope.
I firmly believe that there is something in this series for everyone. Fantasy, adventure, romance, and humor along with believable, three-dimensional characters and exceptional writing. If you’re already a fan of the series, you’ve probably already read this or don’t need me to tell you to. If you haven’t read any of Morris’ books, you won’t want to start with this one, but absolutely go out and find a copy of The Squire’s Tale. You won’t regret it. Lastly, I want to offer my deepest gratitude to Mr. Morris for the gift of these books. Thank you.