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Tonight, we'll read more stories from King Arthur and his Knights, published in

1903 by Maud L Radford. If you'd like to listen to the first stories in this series, you can find our episode titled The Sword Excalibur that aired on April 10th, 2020.

King Arthur was a legendary British leader who, according to medieval histories and romances, led the defense of Britain against

Saxon invaders in the late fifth and early six centuries.

The details of Arthur's story are mainly composed of folklore and literary invention, and modern historians generally agree that he is

unhistorical. The Knights of the Round Table are the nightly members of the legendary

Fellowship of the King Arthur literature.

Let's get cozy. Close your eyes. Relax your body into the softness of your bed.

Now, take a few deep breaths. Although Arthur had been crowned king, He was by no means sure that all the nobles of the land

would accept him as ruler. In accordance with the custom of the time, he gave a feast in order to find out who were his friends and who his enemies.

All who came to the feast wood he supposed consent to be his followers.

He chose the largest hall in London and had the walls hung with rich cloths.

Upon the floor, strewn with rushes, were placed trestles, and across these boards were laid.

Upon them, fine white linen was spread and golden salt sellers, wine bowls and water jugs set about.

When the guest assembled, there were so many that Arthur was delighted, for he thought they were all his friends.

He sat at the head of one table and Sir Hector sat at the head of the other.

Arthur wore a gold crown on his head, but it was no brighter than his hair, and the blue turquoises

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