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
"It would have been better for me if I had never known of Your
Majesty's existence. You don't love the person who deserves it
as you should. How can I serve you with a willing spirit if I
see such ingratitude in you? If Your Excellency could feel that
glory that many maidens have experienced, if God would grant that
I might show you the glory that lovers feel in this life, and the
pleasure it brings with it, then you would be worthy of being
among the privileged ones who have loved well, and you would be
deserving of eternal praises in this life. But Your Excellency
is like a person who smells the odor of meat but does not taste
it. If Your Highness would taste its sweetness and the pleasure
it brings in this instance, when you died you would rise again in
glorious renown. But my lady, since I see that you don't love my
lord Tirant, there's no reason for you to love any of his men.
There will come a time when you will cry over him and his
friends, and you'll tear your eyes from your face, and curse the
day and night for the rest of your life. I know that the day
Tirant can ride again, seeing Your Highness' great unhappiness he
will go back to his country, and all the others will follow him
because of the affection they have for him. You will be left all
alone as you deserve, and the entire empire will be lost. And
when you're dead and you appear before the judgment seat of your
Lord, He will ask for an account of your life with words like
these:
"'It was by My command that man was made in My image, and from
man's rib a female companion was made. And, moreover, I said:
Increase and multiply and fill the earth. Carmesina, I have
taken your brother from you so that you would be at the head of
the empire. Now tell me, what account do you give to me
concerning that which I encharged to you? Have you left behind
sons to defend the Catholic faith and increase the numbers of
Christians?' What are you going to answer?" said Plaerdemavida.
"Oh, my lady, you will not be able to give a good reply! I'll
tell you what your reply will be: 'Oh Lord, full of mercy and
pity! You Who are so merciful, forgive me!' And the guardian
angel will make you say these words: 'It is true, Lord, that I
loved a knight who was very virtuous in arms, whom Your Holy
Majesty sent to us to rescue Your Christian people from the hands
of the infidel. I loved him and I held him in great devotion,
and I wanted him for a husband, as my beloved. And I had a
maiden in my service whose name was Plaerdemavida, who always
gave me good advice and I did not want to accept it. She put him
in my bed one night and, like a fool, I cried out. And when I
realized what was happening I stopped shouting, and was quiet. A
widow who heard me scream began to cry out and woke up the entire
palace, so a great deal of anguish and pain followed because of
my fear. Later they begged me to give in to the knight, but I
never would.' And they'll have to leave you in hell along with
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