Arthur head wound

A short while later, a knight, well appointed in new armor, all painted red, issued forth, from the same door which the damsels had used. After him came a very beautiful lady, who was his beloved and who was accompanied by some twenty girls playing an assortment of instruments. Thus the marshal entered the hall in great ceremony. When he saw the Knight of the Parrot, he gave him no greeting; instead, he put his arm into the sling of his shield and charged straight at him yelling:
"You whore's son, you rogue!
Unlucky are you indeed to have come here!" The Knight of the Parrot, not the least unnerved by this, drew out his sword and met the marshal's charge, just as he should have. There began there and then a perilous battle which lasted well past midnight, during which neither one was able to gain a foot of ground on the other. All this caused those who were watching to say to one another: "It may very well be that our marshal has found his match." When the marshal saw that he could not best his opponent, he became very angry and he raised up his sword and struck the Knight of the Parrot on his helmet so hard that neither a mail hood nor an iron cap were of any use to him; it gave him such a deep head-wound that all of the damsels believed that the blow had finished the battle right there. When the Knight of the Parrot felt the blood, all hot and red, running down his forehead, he felt such shame and anger that, because of his righteous ire, he gained the strength and power to strike the marshal with so much might and force that he split him down to the jaw, and the man collapsed there at the feet of the Knight of the Parrot. When his beloved saw him lying there all quite dead, she ran up and embraced and hugged him with such great distress that she too died there beside him. Then all the damsels who were holding the torches came down to put the torches they were carrying in silver holders on the tables, and ran up to the Knight of the Parrot and hugged him and kissed him more than a hundred times, all the while joyfully singing: "May good adventure come to the best knight in all the world, who this night has delivered us from the worst and most evil lord there ever was!"

The Knight of the Parrot