The Savage Damsel and the Dwarf

Brave? Or stupid?" Roger shrugged. "I've never been quite sure where brave stopped and stupid began, myself.

I take it that he is more than just a woodcutter.” “No one is just a woodcutter,” replied Terence. “A person's always more than his present occupation.

I said you lie, knave!” shouted Beaumains, drawing his sword. “And for telling such craven falsehoods, you must die!” The knight looked plaintively at Roger. “What’s wrong with this fellow?” “He was dropped on his head when he was a baby,” answered Roger.

Don't make yourself so special," the dwarf said with a snort. "As if getting lost was some trick that only women knew. I've known men who could get lost in their own bedrooms. The only difference is that men with no sense of direction don't brag about it, the way women do.

I have this recurring nightmare where I'm lost in a strange forest, and my only hope is your sense of direction. Enough to give a fellow the sweats, it is.

The next day, to the joy of all of Arthur's court, Sir Gareth was wed to the fair Lady Lyonesse of Cornwall. All who beheld the couple declared that ne'er had so handsome a knight wed so beautiful a maiden. At the same time, Sir Gaheris was wedded to the Lady Lynet, younger sister to the Lady Lyonesse. They looked alright too.

Lynet scowled. "I’m just so tired of young knights wearing their father’s armor and dreaming romantic dreams riding up to their death.

Once she exclaimed, "But I always thought that sorceresses were evil!" "What do you mean 'evil'?" Lynet has never considered the question. "You know," she said, after a moment, "unfriendly to people." "People!" repeated Morgana derisively. "As if humans were all that mattered. Just once I'd like to see people judged by how friendly they are to sorceresses.

No, you idiot. I love you. Shall I kiss you again to prove it?” Gaheris nodded, and for the next few minutes there was no more talking.

But you, Lynet, you deserve something better.” Lynet leaned forward, looking into Gaheris’s eyes. “I’ve found something better,” she murmured, and then she kissed him.

Lyonesse stared wide-eyed at Lynet’s hand and swallowed hard. Lynet realized that she was still holding the carving knife and had been pointing it at Lyonesse’s breast. She laid the knife down slowly and gathered a few plates of food. “I’ll take the rest of my dinner in my room, I think,” she said.

servant should actually be a better warrior than a knight like Sir Kai. Either he had been very lucky or else Sir Kai had allowed himself to be defeated. Of the two choices, luck seemed the most likely explanation, but Lynet could not help feeling that Sir Kai had behaved very mysteriously. Three hours later they rode out of a stand of trees into a small clearing, empty but for a brightly glowing campfire. “Here indeed is a strange adventure, my lady,” said the knave. “A fire burns, yet is there no hand about to have

He told me that when the battle was over and they saw King Lot and Duke Idres lying together, knights from both sides wept.

It was one thing to want an unspecified knight to challenge their enemy, but it was quite another when that knight had a face—a very handsome face—and had been her companion in one way or another for weeks. She wondered, with a start, if she were in love.

For some hours she had been remembering all that Robin had taught her about the healing herbs, especially feverfew and woundwort, and she had resolved to gather these and take Beaumains’s care entirely into her own hands.

long ago, I saw Sir Lancelot himself turn down a fight.

I already have, my lady. And I may again.” Lynet started to speak, but Roger continued, “And before you say anything, let me remind you that you’ve come all this way for the sake of a sister you don’t care so much for either.

She felt suddenly warmed as she realized that she was surrounded by protectors who, for some reason, had chosen to care for her.

Lynet gasped, as if utterly astonished. She could feel Gaheris's eyes on her, but she did not look at him. "But ... Sir Wozzell ... that was the name of the knight you defeated the other night, Sir Gareth!" Lynet declared.