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
"Don't do any such thing, Tirant," said the princess. "Go talk
to Stephanie, and see if she can do something to help that won't
be difficult for me, and will bring you relief."
Tirant quickly went to Stephanie and told her his troubles. And
they, and the constable, agreed that when everybody was resting
and the maidens were asleep, the two men would come to the
chamber and there they would decide what they could do to give
release to their passion.
When it was night, and time for everyone in the castle to be
asleep, the maidens had gone to bed. All the ladies were
sleeping with Widow Repose; there were only five sleeping in the
room they had to pass through.
The princess and Stephanie were in their chamber, and when
Plaerdemavida saw that the princess did not want to go to sleep,
and then she heard her putting perfume on, she quickly thought
that there was going to be a night of merry-making.
When the time came, Stephanie picked up a lighted candlestick in
one hand, and went to the bed where the five maidens were
sleeping, and she looked at them all, one at a time, to see if
they were asleep. Plaerdemavida wanted to see and hear
everything that would happen, and she tried to stay awake. And
when Stephanie came with the candlestick, she closed her eyes and
pretended to be sleeping. When Stephanie saw that all the ladies
were asleep, she quietly opened the door so that no one would
hear her, and she found the two knights already waiting at the
door more devoutly than the Jews await the Messiah. As they came
in, she put out the light and took the constable's hand. She led
the way, with Tirant following the constable, until they came to
the door of the chamber where the princess was waiting for them,
alone.
When Tirant saw how beautifully she was dressed, he bowed deeply
to her, and with one knee on the ground, he kissed her hands many
times, and they exchanged amorous words. Later, when they felt
that it was time for them to go, they said goodnight and went
back to their room. Who could sleep that night, some because of
love, and others because of pain.
As soon as it was light everyone got up, because the emperor had
to leave that day. When Plaerdemavida was up she went to the
princess's chamber and found her dressing. Stephanie was
sitting on the floor, not yet finished dressing, because her
hands would not help her tie on her hat, and her eyes were half
closed so that she could scarcely see.
"Holy Mary, help me!" said Plaerdemavida. "Tell me, Stephanie,
what kind of behavior is this. What's wrong with you? I'll go
get the doctors so they can bring you back to health."
"That's not necessary," said Stephanie. "My illness won't last
long. It's only a headache. The air from the river last night
made me ill."
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