The White Knight: Tirant Lo BlancMartorell, Joanot
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The White Knight: Tirant Lo Blanc
Martorell, Joanot
Adventure and adventurers -- Fiction; Adventure stories; Knights and knighthood -- Fiction
Meanwhile, Diafebus had been pressing the princess to allow him
to kiss her. But the princess would not give her consent. Then
Diafebus said:
"Oh, how blind I've been! I would have given my life a hundred
times to do some service for Your Majesty. And Your Highness
will not allow me the pleasure of even a small part of the fruit!
From now on, find yourself another brother and servant to be at
your side. And don't imagine for a minute that I'll say anything
to Tirant on your behalf, and even less that I'll take him the
money. As soon as I reach camp, I'll take my leave of him and go
back to my own country. But someday you'll be sorry I left."
Just then the emperor came into the chamber and told Diafebus
that he should get ready to leave that same evening.
"Sire," said Diafebus, "I've just come from our lodging, and
everyone is ready to leave."
The emperor then brought him out of the chamber and led him
through the palace, reminding both him and the constable of what
they were to do.
"Oh, poor me!" said the princess. "Look how angry Diafebus was!
I don't think he'll want to do anything for me now. Stephanie,
beg him for my love not to be angry."
"I certainly will," said Stephanie.
Plaerdemavida spoke up:
"Oh what a strange one you are, my lady. At a time when we're at
war, you don't know how to hold the friendship of these knights.
They put themselves in danger to defend Your Highness and the
entire empire, and you raise a ruckus over a kiss! What's wrong
with kissing? In France it doesn't mean anything more than a
handshake. If he wanted to kiss you, you should have let him.
And you should have done the same even if he had wanted to put
his hand under your skirts, when there are times of great need
like we have now. Later on, when we have peace, then you can
make virtue out of vice. Good woman, good woman, how deceived
you are!"
Stephanie had already left, so the princess went to her room and
begged her to go and bring back Diafebus:
"Now I'm afraid he really will leave just the way he said he
would.
And if he goes away, it won't be surprising if Tirant leaves too.
And even if he doesn't, because of his love for me, many others
will go too. And then, just when we thought we were winning, we
would lose."
"Don't make things so hard," said Plaerdemavida. "Don't send
anyone else, Your Highness. It would be better if you went
yourself on the pretext of seeing the emperor. Then talk to him,
and his anger will disappear quickly."
The princess hurried to her father and found him talking. When
he had finished, she took Diafebus aside and pleaded with him not
to be angry with her. Diafebus replied:
"Madam, it has to be one of two things: either kiss or leave. If
you give me what I'm asking for, then you can command me to do
anything, just or unjust, and I will do it."
"Since you won't wait for the one who holds my heart captive,"
said the princess, "kiss, kiss."
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