When she perceived the king, she responded to his salutation, and said,
after she had lowered her wimple and displayed her face: "Sir, may God
bless the best of kings! I come to implore a boon, which it shall cost you
nothing to grant." "Damsel, even it should cost me dear, you should not be
refused; what is it you would have me do?" "Sir, dub this varlet a knight,
and array him in the arms he bringeth, whenever he desireth." "Your mercy,
damsel! to bring me such a youth! Assuredly, I will dub him whenever he
will; but it shameth me to abandon my custom, for 'tis my wont to furnish
with garments and arms such as come thither to receive chivalry." The lady
replied that she desired the youth to carry the arms she had intended him
to wear, and if she were refused, she would address herself elsewhere. Sir
Ewain said that so fair a youth ought not to be denied, and the king
yielded to her entreaty. She returned thanks, and bade the varlet retain
the mules and the charger, with the two squires; and after that, she
prepared to return as she had come, in spite of the urgency of the king,
who had begged her to remain in his court. "At least," he cried, "tell us
by what name are you known ?" "Sir," she answered, "I am called the Lady
of the Lake."
For a long way, Lancelot escorted the fairy, who said to him as she took
leave: "King's son, you are derived from lineage the most noble on earth;
see to it that your worth be as great as your beauty. To-morrow you will
ask the king to bestow on you knighthood; when you are armed, you will not
tarry in his house a single night. Abide in one place no longer than you
can help, and refrain from declaring your name until others proclaim it.
Be prepared to accomplish every adventure, and never let another man
complete a task which you yourself have undertaken." With that, she gave
him a ring that had the property of dissolving enchantment, and commended
him to God.
On the morrow, Lancelot arrayed himself in his fairest robes, and sued
for knighthood, as he had been commanded to do. Sir Ewain attended him to
court, where they dismounted in front of the palace; the king and queen
advanced to meet them; each took Sir Ewain by a hand, and seated him on a
couch, while the varlet stood in their presence on the rushes that strewed
the floor. All gazed with pleasure, and the queen prayed that God might
make him noble, for he possessed as much beauty as was possible for man to
have.
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