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
"My lady," said Hippolytus, "in all things I will be more
obedient to you than if you had bought me as a captive, but don't
ask me to leave here, because I don't know if they will harm
you."
"Don't worry," said the empress. "It's not what Eliseu told me,
at all. There would be a great uproar in the palace if it were."
Hippolytus quickly went into the sitting room, and the empress
got back into her bed and had the doors to the chamber opened.
The emperor and the doctors went to her bed and asked about her
illness and how she had spent the night. The empress answered
that her headache and the pain in her stomach had not let her
sleep all night long, and she had not been able to rest until the
stars in the sky had disappeared.
"Then, since I could no longer stay awake, I slept, and now I
feel much happier than before. And I believe that if that
pleasant dream had lasted longer, I would feel even better. But
in this world a person cannot be completely happy: with the
painful awakening this maiden has given me, my spirit is in more
anguish than I can say. If I could go back to the way I was, it
would be a great consolation to me. I could touch and hold in my
arms the things I love and have loved most in this world."
The emperor said:
"Tell me, my lady, what was it that you held in your arms?"
The empress answered:
"My lord, the greatest blessing that I have ever had in the
world. I fell asleep, and soon it seemed to me that I was up on
the roof in my chemise, saying the prayer that I always pray to
the three Kings of the Orient. And when I had finished the
blessed prayer, I heard a voice telling me: 'Do not go, for in
this place you will possess the grace you are asking for.' And
soon I saw my beloved son coming toward me, accompanied by many
gentlemen, all dressed in white, and they held Hippolytus by the
hand. Surrounding me, the two of them caught up my hands and
kissed them, and they wanted to kiss my feet, but I would not let
them. And as we sat on the roof we exchanged many words which
gave me great delight, and they were so many and so delicious
that they will always remain in my heart. Afterward we entered
the chamber, and I held him by the hand. My son and I got into
bed, and I put my right arm around his shoulders, and his mouth
kissed my breasts. I have never had such a pleasant sleep. And
my son said to me, 'My lady, since you cannot have me in this
miserable world, take my brother Hippolytus as your son, for I
love him as much as I love Carmesina.' And when he said these
words he was lying beside me, and Hippolytus was obediently
kneeling in the middle of the chamber. I asked him where his
room was, and he told me that he was among the martyred knights
in paradise, because he had died in battle against the infidel.
And I could not ask him more because Eliseu woke me up with a
sound more strident than a trumpet."
"Didn't I say," said the emperor, "that all her talk was only
about her son?"
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