THE NAKED QUEEN: A TANGENTIAL ARTHURIAN LEGEND by Alan R. Hall
The year is AD 1147. King Arthur of Britain is still an unseasoned monarch. He has yet to meet his betrothed, Guineviere, and Camelot is still a little more than an idea in his mind. He is visited at the castle by a gentleman who brings him an astonishing tale of an astonishing woman—the Naked Queen of Tabithia. The man is named Darien, and he is the queen’s son, soon to be ruler of Tabithia. But before he can reign, he must learn the secret behind the singular events that have shaped his life. As the two converse, Arthur begins to understand the truth and the lies associated with the Naked Queen.
It is around AD 1120. The Scandinavian realm of Tabithia is in turmoil. Since his ascension to the throne, King Ballizar has embarked on a horrid ritual that seems intent on decimating the maiden population. On the night of each full moon, Ballizar conducts a despicable ritual that puts some poor maiden of the realm to a terrible test. No one yet has able to withstand it. It is not until the ritual is interrupted by the arrival of a woman named Syrenya that the ritual is finally broken, and by doing so, Syrenya becomes the King’s consort and queen of Tabithia. But on her wedding night, she learns a terrible secret—one that will take all her cunning and intelligence, the span of a quarter century, to put right.
About the author
I grew up in a small town in Western North Carolina, smack in the middle of the Appalachias. My father was a bluecollar ex-Army man who married a Canadian, and who later graciously allowed her mother to live with us. I was the family black sheep; I was not any good at sports, nor was I ever a devotee. I desired nothing more than to get as far away from my home town as was humanly possible; this, I have come to learn, was pretty much a common wish of those who choose an artistic lifestyle. Be it a painter, a musician, an actor, a writer, or anyone who chooses to march to a different drum--if you scratch the surface deeply enough, an unhappy childhood was usually a part of what shaped the adult artist.
I have been writing since the age of 12. Regardless of what I was doing “professionally” I was writing: poetry, short stories, essays, letters, whatever I might address, as long as I could put words to paper. Writing has always been a driving force for me; but it was not until after I left college that I learned how to make such a thing a means of earning a living. I discovered that I wrote well enough to be able to describe things, events, for people, and if I applied that ability to my other passion, theater, then I could fill a niche that satisfied both passions; I would write about theater. I began writing reviews of theater while still living in Georgia; when I returned to North Carolina, I stumbled onto a vacancy at the local newspaper—back when newspapers were still widely read. I have been a professional theater critic ever since. And that means night work, meeting deadlines, and slaving over a hot, uh, keyboard.
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