“This is a tale of long ago, when knights still roamed the land.” So starts Tonke Dragt’s classic children’s book The Letter For The King, the story of Tiuri, a 16-year-old squire who, on the night before he is to be made a knight, abandons his vigil to help a stranger in need. What follows is a tale of daring and adventure that could easily have been part of the Arthurian legends, sparsely illustrated by the author herself. It’s archetypical, almost, and vividly immediate.
I first read the book when I was ten, or around that time. I got to the last page, flipped the book over, and started again. I read the sequel – The Secrets of the Wild Wood – after that. Lather, rinse, reread. For a while,…
