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
"All the men are on board or are dead. Only you and I are still
here. You had the glory of being the first of the conquerors,
because your feet were the first to touch this cursed land. But
don't forget how I defended you many times from danger. Let me
go on board the galley first, so that we can be equals in honor
and fame and brotherhood, for at times a person who wants all
worldly glory loses everything."
"There is no time to waste on words," said Tirant. "Life or
death is in your hands. I will be considered victorious if both
of us die at the hand of these infidels, and I'm sure that our
souls will be saved if we die with our faith firm, like good
Christians, defending ourselves. So give me your hand, Ricart,
and let us die like knights."
The two knights were in the sea up to their chests because of the
lances, darts, spears and stones that were being hurled at them.
When Ricart saw that Tirant was going up to the shore to attack
the Moors, he caught him by the coat and brought him back into
the water, and said:
"I know of no knight in the world as fearless as you are. And
since I see how great your courage is, do this: Put your foot on
the ladder first, and then I will be first to climb up."
The king was in great anguish, afraid that those two knights
would be lost. Tirant wanted to give him part of the honor, so
he put his right foot on the ladder. Then Ricart went up first,
and Tirant was the last of all, and so he fulfilled his vow.
There was much discussion about these two knights: some said that
Tirant had fulfilled his vow, and the king and many others paid
him high honor. When Ricart saw that they all were honoring
Tirant, he said:
"If the matter is duly judged by the code of chivalry, who should
the honor and glory be given to, if not to me? Tirant was a
coward in battle even when fortune aided him, so the prize for
this act should be given to no one but me. I am barefoot, and I
will never again put shoes on my feet until His Majesty, the
king, and the noble knights make a decision about this. It is
well known that after all the men had retreated, Tirant and I
stayed behind alone on the shore. He and I argued at length
about who would be the first to go on board. When he saw that I
did not want to, he put his foot on the ladder before I did. And
so, my lord, may it please Your Highness to summon your sacred
council, and let Your Majesty give the honor to the one it
belongs to, as it rightfully and justly belongs to me. And if
Your Highness does not want to judge this case, I say in the
presence of everyone that I am a better knight than Tirant, and I
will fight him, man to man, to the death.'"
The king answered:
"Ricart, no good judge can decide anything if he does not listen
to all sides first, and this cannot be done without Tirant here."
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