You probably won’t like my story. Heck, I’m not sure if I even like it myself. Between getting burned at the stake and being drowned, almost twice, it’s quite a lot to swallow. But this is the story of how I bedded a queen and married a poet, all to end the family curse. My name is Guillaume, but you can call me Gill, and despite what you hear, this story is all my sister’s fault.

You probably won’t like my story. Heck, I’m not sure if I even like it myself. It’s 1154 A.D., and my sister Jules and I are trapped in medieval France. Even worse, I’m about to be crowned king. It can’t be all bad, because I’ve met someone, my lady in red, and this part of my story is all about her. My name is Guillaume, but you can call me Gill, and despite what you hear, this story might be my sister’s fault.

You probably won’t like my story. Heck, I’m not sure if I even like it myself. It’s 1154 A.D., and my sister Jules and I are trapped in medieval France. My name is Guillaume Lanval, but most people me Gill (and also Henry - long story!) and this is my pretty epic tale about how I braved the cliffs of Dover to become king, how I finally got the girl, and experienced some magical shit along the way. Did I mention the girl is kinda a sorceress? Despite what you hear, I'm starting to think this whole thing is my fault.

I traveled eight-hundred years to find him, my love, Guillaume Lanval. Six years after he was sent back to his own time in the twenty-first century, we were finally reunited. I'm struggling to prove his Marie is not so different, and I can survive in this new time. When Yule rolls around there's just one thing I want more than anything else: to make this Christmas one our little Lanvals will remember for the ages. I can't believe she's here: Marie, the only woman who's ever owned my heart. Unfortunately, I've realized you can take the girl out of the medieval, but you can't take the medieval out of the girl. She's old fashioned, stubborn, head strong, and determined to make this Christmas special. Let's ignore one small, teeny, insignificant fact: she's also the granddaughter of Merlin, and a powerful sorceress in her own right. Between magic, mayhem, a talking turkey, and figgy pudding dancing a jig, Marie will teach us the gifts from a Magi are something none of us will ever forget.

From The Curse of Lanval Series, Marie, Gill's mysterious great love, shares her poetical musings on life, love, time travel, and magic.