Chapter 14: The Madness of Tristan

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​⁠Within her room at Tintagel, Iseult the Fair sighed for the sake of Tristan, and named him, her desire, of whom for two years she had had no word, whether he lived or no.

Within her room at Tintagel Iseult the Fair sat singing a song she had made. She sang of Guron taken and killed for his love, and how by guile the Count gave Guron’s heart to her to eat, and of her woe. The Queen sang softly, catc