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
The Widow went to her chamber with the other ladies except for
two who slept in the chamber. When they were all asleep,
Plaerdemavida got up from the bed and she led Tirant from the box
in her nightshirt, and made him take off all his clothing,
quietly, so that no one would hear him. And Tirant's heart,
hands and feet were trembling.
"What's this?" said Plaerdemavida. "There's not a man in the
world who is valiant with weapons, but who isn't afraid when he's
with women. In battle there's not a man alive you're afraid of,
and here you tremble at the sight of one lone maiden. Don't
worry, I'll be with you the whole time. I won't leave your
side."
"By the faith I owe our Heavenly Father, I would be happier to
joust ten knights to the death than commit an act like this."
The maiden took him by the hand, and he followed her, trembling,
and said:
"Maiden, all my fear is really shame, because of the extreme good
will that I desire for my lady. I would much rather go back than
continue on when I think that Her Majesty knows nothing about any
of this. When she sees what's happening she will be completely
frightened, and I would rather die than offend Her Majesty."
Plaerdemavida was very angry with Tirant's words, and she said:
"Oh, you faint-hearted knight. Does a maiden frighten you so
much that you're afraid to go near her? Oh, unlucky captain. Do
you have so little courage that you dare say such words to me?
Pluck up your courage.
When the emperor comes, what story will you invent to tell him?
I'll have you discovered, and God and the whole world will know
that you have spoken ill, and let me remind you that this time
you'll lose your honor and your fame. Do what I tell you and
I'll give you a secure life and have you wearing the crown of the
Greek Empire, because the time has come when I can tell you only
one thing: to go quickly and take those steps that will lead you
to the princess."
Seeing the frankness in Plaerdemavida's words, Tirant said:
"Let's go on without delay, I beg you, and let me see that
glorified body. And since there's no light I'll see her only
with the eyes of the imagination."
"I've used great ingenuity to bring you here," said
Plaerdemavida, "so conduct yourself in a proper way."
And she let go his hand. Tirant discovered that Plaerdemavida
had left him, and he did not know where she was because there was
no light in the room. She made him wait half an hour, barefoot,
and in his shirt-sleeves. He called to her as softly as he
could, and she heard him perfectly well but did not answer. When
Plaerdemavida saw that she had made him grow quite cold, she had
pity on him, and going up to him she said:
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