The Seeing Stone

I've read to the end of the first book of a trilogy and I want to read on. This doesn't happen to me very often. Usually, book one is enough. Often, more than enough.

I am not quite sure where this trilogy is going and that's a good thing. It's a series about King Arthur, with all the usual, yet somehow still surprising revelations: pulling the sword from the stone, enchantment of Arthur's father for his mother, and Merlin.

But it is more. In this version, there are two Arthurs and two Merlins and two storylines that converge and diverge and twist and turn and intertwine.

Do you see why I want to read on? Yes, I think I must.