I don't want to sound smug but I am reasonably satisfied with how it's gone. I think it's fine.
We think of medieval England as being a place of unbelievable cruelty and darkness and superstition. We think of it as all being about fair maidens in castles, and witch-burning, and a belief that the world was flat. Yet all these things are wrong.
Literary imagination is an aesthetic object offered by a writer to a lover of books.

