ng Mark's sister of Cornwall,
and she was called Elizabeth, that was called both good and fair. And at
that time King Arthur reigned, and he was whole king of England, Wales,
and Scotland, and of many other realms: howbeit there were many kings
that were lords of many countries, but all they held their lands of King
Arthur; for in Wales were two kings, and in the north were many kings;
and in Cornwall and in the west were two kings; also in Ireland were two
or three kings, and all were under the obeissance of King Arthur. So was
the King of France, and the King of Brittany, and all the lordships unto
Rome.

So when this King Meliodas had been with his wife, within a while she
waxed great with child, and she was a full meek lady, and well she loved
her lord, and he her again, so there was great joy betwixt them. Then
there was a lady in that country that had loved King Meliodas long, and
by no mean she never could get his love; therefore she let ordain upon
a day, as King Meliodas rode a-hunting, for he was a great chaser, and
there by an enchantment she made him chase an hart by himself alone till
that he came to an old castle, and there anon he was taken prisoner by
the lady that him loved. When Elizabeth, King Meliodas' wife, missed her
lord, and she was nigh out of her wit, and also as great with child as
she was, she took a gentlewoman with her, and ran into the forest to
seek her lord. And when she was far in the forest she might no farther,
for she began to travail fast of her child. And she had many grimly
throes; her gentlewoman helped her all that she might, and so by miracle
of Our Lady of Heaven she was delivered with great pains. But she had
taken such cold for the default of help that deep draughts of death took
her, that needs she must die and depart out of this world; there was
none other bote.

And when this Queen Elizabeth saw that there was none other bote, then
she made great dole, and said unto her gentlewoman: When ye see my lord,
King Meliodas, recommend me unto him, and tell him what pains I endure
here for his love, and how I must die here for his sake for default of
good help; and let him wit that I am full sorry to depart out of this
world from him, therefore pray him to be friend to my soul. Now let me
see my little child, for whom I have had all this sorrow. And when she
saw him she said thus: Ah, my little son, thou hast murdered thy mother,
and therefore I suppose, thou that art a murderer