My daughter and I always had a ritual of her falling asleep each night with me reading to her.  A few years ago, during a summer in Ireland, we ran out of stuff to read, and I tried the Arthur Warlord books on her.  She loved them, and I had never read them, so we proceeded through all three books over the next year and a half.  She was 12 when we started, and it gave us a million things to talk about.  My wife listened to most of it, and Derfel, Ceinwyn, Arthur, and the gang became members of the family for a couple of years.

My daughter still has theories about where Mount Badon was, and I actually try to read a little Old English every day, just fot the fun of it.

Anyway, my daughter is 15 now, and falls asleep reading her own books.  I just wanted to tell you that your books led to many discussions about truth, beauty, courage, and what is important between a father and his daughter.

Camille and I always wished you had switched the viewpoint back to Derfel for the last paragraph of the book.  We know that he probably died with his old sword in his hand, defending his fellow monks and too old to fight, but we always wondered…  Maybe he lived somehow and spent his final years as a tutor to Igraine’s children or something, hopefully with a warm place to sleep.

Anyway we wished there was another paragraph that gave us a hint.

Thank you for your books.  They have been a joy beyond price for me and my family

Stephen C Fuqua