Britain, and give thee to satisfy thy every desire.”  “Lady,” said the King sternly, “I will hear and judge of your petition at this time, and then will I forth upon my way.”  “Nay,” said Annoure, “there needs not this harshness.  I did but speak for thine advantage.  Only vow thee to my service, and there is naught that thou canst desire that thou shalt not possess.  Thou shalt be lord of this fair castle and of the mighty powers that obey me.  Why waste thy youth in hardship and in the service of such as shall render thee little enough again?”

Thereupon, without ever a word, the King turned him about and made for the turret stair by which he had ascended, but nowhere could he find it.  Then said the sorceress, mocking him:  “Fair sir, how think ye to escape without my good-will?  See ye not the walls that guard my stronghold?  And think ye that I have not servants enow to do my bidding?” She clapped her hands and forthwith there appeared a company of squires who, at her command, seized the King and bore him away to a strong chamber where they locked him in.

And so the King abode that night, the prisoner of that evil sorceress, with little hope that day, when it dawned, should bring him better cheer.  Yet lost he not courage, but kept watch and vigil the night through lest the powers of evil should assail him unawares.  And with the early morning light, Annoure came to visit him.  More stately she seemed than the night before, more tall and more terrible; and her dress was one blaze of flashing gems, so that scarce could the eye look upon her.  As a queen might address a vassal, so greeted she the King, and as condescending to one of low estate, asked how he had fared that night.  And the King made answer:  “I have kept vigil as behoves a knight who, knowing him to be in the midst of danger, would bear himself meetly in any peril that should offer.”  And the Lady Annoure, admiring his knightly courage, desired more earnestly even than before to win him to her will, and she said:  “Sir Arthur, I know well your courage and knightly fame, and greatly do I desire to keep you with me.  Stay with me and I promise you that ye shall bear sway over a wider realm than any that ever ye heard of, and I, even I, its mistress, will be at your command.  And what lose ye if ye accept my offer?  Little enough, I ween, for never think that ye shall win the world from evil and men to loyalty and truth.”  Then answered the King in anger:  “Full well I see that thou art in league with evil and that thou but seekest to turn me from my purpose.  I defy thee, foul sorceress.  Do thy worst; though thou slay me, thou shalt never sway me to thy will”; and therewith the King raised his cross-hilted sword before her.  Then the lady quailed at that sight.  Her heart was filled with hate, but she said:  “Go your way, proud King of a petty realm.  Rule well your race of miserable mortals, since more it pleasures you than to bear sway over the powers of the air.  I keep you not against your will.”  With these words, she passed from the chamber, and the King heard her give command to her squires to set him without her gates, give him his horse, and suffer him to go on his way.