St Thomas, UK
We swore our third and final oath. While the lord of the castle went forth his huntsman and his pack of music-mouthed hounds, i lay in bed dreaming of the terrible meeting with the Green Knight . The lady of the castle came in for the last time and kissed me again and she wondered why i didnt want to kiss her, she thought i had a lady waiting for me in camelot but i tell her no woman has won my love its just she has a man. She told me if i dont love her the leas...