![]() ![]() ![]() So he sent the word back to the Morholt that a champion of the royal house of Cornwall would meet him in three days’ time, on a certain island just off the Cornish coast. But you have the right to stand forth as Cornwall’s champion, and I cannot deny it to you.’ King Marc was silent a long while, and then he said, ‘This that you tell me makes it the more bitter hard for me to let you go to your death. ![]() Then King Marc sent for Tristan and told him this, half-grieving in his heart that Cornwall had lost her champion, half-glad that the young warrior whom he had grown to love would not now be able to throw his life away.īut when he had done, Tristan said, ‘The Morholt is husband to the King of Ireland’s sister, and indeed that sets him high but would not the son of the King of Lothian and the Princess of Cornwall rank higher still?’Īnd then as Marc started up, staring at him, and scarce yet fully understanding what he had said, he added, ‘When I came with my companions to your Court, I told you we were all merchants’ sons, because if I was to make my fame in this land I wished to make it for myself, and gain your favour by earning it, not for the love that you bore to your sister, my mother not because my father was your friend.’ ![]()
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