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
"Captain, put no hope in this lady as long as Widow Repose is
around her. They've already withdrawn to her chamber, and are
speaking together about your affairs. You'll never get your way
with her unless you do what I'm going to tell you: Tomorrow
she'll take her bath, and I will be so clever that at night I'll
put you in her bed. You'll find her completely naked. Do what
I'm telling you, for I know she'll never say a word. Where the
duchess used to sleep, I've taken her place now that she's no
longer there. Since this is the case, let me take care of it."
"Maiden," said Tirant, "I am extremely grateful to you for all
your gentility, and for what you are telling me, but there is one
thing you should know about me: I wouldn't use force against a
lady or maiden for anything in the world, even if it should cost
me the crown of the Empire of Greece, or of Rome, or of the
entire Kingdom of Earth. I prefer to go through the pain and
trial of pleading with her, for I am completely convinced that
she was created in Paradise. Her gracefulness shows that she is
more angelic than human."
He said no more. Plaerdemavida, showing her anger to Tirant,
said:
"Tirant, Tirant, you will never be brave or feared in battle if
you don't mix a little bit of force in when you love a lady or a
maiden. Since you have a good and genteel hope, and you love a
maiden valiantly, go into her room and throw yourself down on her
bed when she's naked or in her nightshirt, and wound her boldly,
because among friends no towel is necessary. And if you don't do
it, I won't be your ally any longer, for I know many knights who
have deserved honor, glory and fame from their ladies because
they had their hands ready and valiant. Oh Lord, how wonderful
to have a tender maiden, about fourteen years old and completely
naked, in your arms! Oh Lord, how wonderful to be in her bed,
kissing her all the while! Oh Lord, how wonderful if she's of
royal blood! Oh Lord, how wonderful to have an emperor as her
father! Oh Lord, how wonderful to have her rich and generous,
and free of all infamy!... Now what I want most of all is for
you to do what I tell you."
By this time most of the night was gone and they wanted to lock
up the palace, so Tirant had to leave. When he had said
goodnight to the duchess and was already going out, Plaerdemavida
said:
"Captain, my lord, I wouldn't be able to find anyone who would do
as much for me: Go to sleep, and don't come back from the other
side."
Tirant burst out laughing and said to her:
"You have such an angelic nature, you're always giving good
advice."
And so they went their separate ways.
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