_How Tristram enterprized the battle to fight for the truage of
Cornwall, and how he was made knight._
Therewithal Sir Tristram went unto his father king Meliodas, and asked
him counsel what was best to do for to recover from Cornwall truage.
For as me seemeth, said Sir Tristram, it were shame that Sir Marhaus,
the queen’s brother of Ireland, should go away, unless that he were
fought withall. As for that, said Sir Meliodas, wit ye well son
Tristram that Sir Marhaus is called one of the best knights of the
world, and knight of the Table Round, and therefore I know no knight in
this country that is able to match with him. Alas, said Sir Tristram,
that I am not made knight: and if Sir Marhaus should thus depart into
Ireland, may I never have worship, and I were made knight I should
match him. And sir, said Tristram, I pray you give me leave to ride to
king Mark, and so ye be not displeased of king Mark will I be made
knight. I will well, said king Meliodas, that ye be ruled as your
courage will rule you.
Then Sir Tristram thanked his father much. And then he made him ready
to ride into Cornwall. In the meanwhile there came a messager with
letters of love from king Faramon of France’s daughter unto Sir
Tristram, that were full piteous letters, and in them were written many
complaints of love. But Sir Tristram had no joy of her letters, nor
regard unto her. Also she sent him a little brachet that was passing
fair. But when the king’s daughter understood that Tristram would not
love her, as the book saith, she died for sorrow. And then the same
squire that brought the letter and the brachet came again unto Sir
Tristram as after ye shall hear in the tale. So this young Sir Tristram
rode unto his uncle king Mark of Cornwall. And when he came there he
heard say that there would no knight fight with Sir Marhaus. Then went
Sir Tristram unto his uncle and said, Sir, if ye will give me the order
of knighthood I will do battle with Sir Marhaus. What are ye? said the
king, and from whence be ye come? Sir, said Tristram, I come from king
Meliodas that wedded your sister, and a gentleman wit ye well I am.
King Mark beheld Sir Tristram, and saw that he was but a young man of
age, but he was passingly well made and big. Fair sir, said the king,
what is your name, and where were ye born? Sir, said he again, my name
is Tristram, and in the country of Liones was I born. Ye say well, said
the king, and if ye will do this battle I shall make you knight.
Therefore I come to you, said Sir Tristram, and for none other cause.
But then king Mark made him knight. And therewithal anon as he had made
him knight, he sent a messager unto Sir Marhaus with letters that said
that he had found a young knight ready for to take the battle to the
uttermost. It may well be, said Sir Marhaus; but tell unto king Mark
that I will not fight with no knight but if he be of blood royal, that
is to say either king’s son or queen’s son, born of a prince or
princess.
When king Mark understood that, he sent for Sir Tristram de Liones and
told him what was the answer of Sir Marhaus. Then said Sir Tristram,
Since that he sayeth so, let him wit that I am come of father’s side
and mother’s side of as noble blood as he is. For, Sir, now shall ye
know that I am king Meliodas’ son, born of your own sister dame
Elizabeth, that died in the forest in the birth of me. Yea! said king
Mark, ye are welcome fair nephew to me. Then in all the haste the king
let horse Sir Tristram and arm him in the best manner that might be had
or gotten for gold or silver. And then king Mark sent unto Sir Marhaus,
and did him to wit that a better born man than he was himself should
fight with him, and his name is Sir Tristram de Liones, gotten of king
Meliodas, and born of king Mark’s sister. Then was Sir Marhaus glad and
blithe that he should fight with such a gentleman. And so by the assent
of king Mark and Sir Marhaus they let ordain that they should fight
within an island nigh Sir Marhaus’ ships; and so was Sir Tristram put
into a vessel both his horse and he, and all that to him belonged both
for his body and for his horse. Sir Tristram lacked nothing. And when
king Mark and his barons of Cornwall beheld how young Sir Tristram
departed with such a carriage to fight for the right of Cornwall, there
was neither man nor woman of worship but they wept to see and
understand so young a knight to jeopard himself for their right.