The Wedding of Sir Gawain and Dame Ragnelle

Gawain helped Wallace up onto the mare then mounted the saddle himself. “You ask so many questions!” “I’d like to get married,” said Wallace, ignoring Gawain’s comment. “I want to marry a woman as beautiful as the queen. And she’d have to be nice and like my jokes.” Gawain laughed as horse trotted. Perhaps this young boy was onto something. It sounded as if he understood the recipe for the perfect marriage: attraction, kindness, and someone to laugh with. “Has anyone told you that you’re a wise old soul?” “No,” replied Wallace with a giggle. “But can I say something serious? It’s a secret.” “Yes. Go on.” “Mum was sick a few nights ago and I heard her crying. She didn’t know I heard, but I did, and I was scared for her so I prayed to the gods…