Date: Mar 03, 2009 06:01 pm Title: Chapter 1
I'll admit I really wasn't too sure about the 'now' and 'then' format of this at first. It didn't strike me as particularly necessary. The final third of the story makes up for my earlier apprehensions though. The suspense drawing up in the end is certainly worth it and the quality of your writing doesn't make the odd format a chore which could easily have been the case with a lesser writer.
As soon as you mentioned the name Tristan I had a guess where the story was going, and you didn't disappoint. (Sometimes I tend to completely ignore story summaries once I've started reading them, so a lot of plot points come as surprises to me :P) It was a nice use of the Tristan and Iseult legend in here.
I have to applaud you for one particularly *brilliant* little bit of dialogue: "Arthur pulled a face. “I’ll get you some clothes. I’d rather not have you parading around in that thing. Makes Camelot look a bit… idiotic.”
Merlin smirked. He gestured to the wooden trunk. “I’m done with this attempt, sire, if you’d care to come belittle it.”" Both of these had me grinning. Very well done.
The final section is poignant and really heartbreaking. At that moment I didn't know if I should feel worse for Arthur or Merlin; either way, my heart was aching. You've written a very touching moment here. I just half wish it weren't so sad.
Overall: beautiful, charming fic. This deserves to read by more people. You've got talent and a way with words. Keep it up. :)