The Story of King Arthur and his KnightsPyle, Howard
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The Story of King Arthur and his Knights
Pyle, Howard
Arthur, King -- Legends; Arthurian romances -- Adaptations; Folklore -- England; Knights and knighthood -- Folklore
At this the Lady Guinevere made open laughter; but in her heart she
secretly pondered that saying and greatly marvelled what Sir Gawaine
meant thereby.
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[Sidenote: _King Ryence threatened King Leodegrance._]
Now about noon of that day there came an herald from King Ryence of
North Wales, and he appeared boldly before King Leodegrance where the
King sat in his hall with a number of his people about him. And the
herald said: “My lord King: my master, King Ryence of North Wales, is
greatly displeased with thee. For thou didst set certain knights upon
Duke Mordaunt of North Umber, and those knights have slain that
excellent nobleman, who was close kin unto King Ryence. Moreover, thou
hast made no reply to those demands that my master, King Ryence, hath
made touching the delivery unto him of certain lands and castles
bordering upon North Wales. Wherefore my master is affronted with thee
beyond measure. So my master, King Ryence, bids me to set forth to thee
two conditions, and the conditions are these: Firstly, that thou dost
immediately deliver into his hands that White Knight who slew the Duke
of North Umber; secondly, that thou makest immediate promise that those
lands in question shall be presently delivered unto King Ryence.”
Then King Leodegrance arose from where he sat and spake to that herald
with great dignity of demeanor. “Sir Herald,” quoth he, “the demands
that King Ryence maketh upon me pass all bounds for insolence. That
death which the Duke of North Umber suffered, he suffered because of his
own pride and folly. Nor would I deliver that White Knight into thy
master’s hands, even an I were able to do so. As for those lands that
thy master demandeth of me, thou mayst tell King Ryence that I will not
deliver unto him of those lands so much as a single blade of grass, or a
single grain of corn that groweth thereon.”
And the herald said: “If, so be, that is thine answer, King Leodegrance,
then am I bidden for to tell thee that my master, King Ryence of North
Wales, will presently come hither with an array of a great force of
arms, and will take from thee by force those things which thou wilt not
deliver unto him peacefully.” Whereupon, so saying, he departed thence
and went his way.
[Sidenote: _King Leodegrance converses with the Lady Guinevere._]
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