Perceval smiteth his horse of his spurs and cometh to the first in such sort that he passeth his spear right through his body and beareth him to the ground dead. The other two knights each smote his man so that they wounded them in the body right sore. The other two would fain have fled, but Perceval preventeth them, and they gave themselves up prisoners for fear of death. "Lady," saith he, "see here the quittance for your knight that was slain, and the fifth also remaineth lying on the piece of ground shent in like manner as was your own." "Fair son," saith she, "I should have better loved peace after another sort, and so it might be." "Lady," saith he, "Thus is it now. One ought to make war against the warrior, and be at peace with the peaceable."
The tales of King Arthur and his knights have been enthralling readers for a millennium... and here is one of the oldest, set down on the page in the early 13th century in Old French by an unknown author and translated into English in 1898. Inspired by medieval Arthurian poet Chrétien De Troyes' unfinished "Perceval, or the Knight of the Grail," this will delight lovers of medieval culture, British mythology, and high romance.