¶ The xl. chapytur conteyneth how Blanchardyn and sadoyne and the good kynge of fryse toke the see wyth a grete excercyte of folke / for to gyue socours vnto the proude pucelle in amours.
After their teeris and pytuable reconyssaunce were past and chassed, they taryed the space of a moneth wyth in the cyte of Cassydonye / abydyng that the kyng of fryse, fader vnto blanchardyn, were hole, and brought ayen in to the astate of his owne strength / that was yet that tyme of resonabel age for to suffer the excercise of armes / Blanchardyn, that all his hert and his thought had sette vpon his ladye, the proude pucell in amours, ryght sore desiryng to haue her oute of thraldom and power of Alymodes the kynge / and also seeng his fader broughte vp ayen in good conualescence and helth, cam by-fore Sadoyne and seyd: 'my feythfull felawe and ryght trusty frende, god and fortune hath helped you, so that ye be come to that thynge that ye moost dyd desire by-fore this tyme / for þe whiche thynge to be complete / accordyng to my promyse, I haue holpen you the beste that I coude, so thanked be our lord, ye are therof come to your aboue. Wherfore I praye you that in lyke case ye woll do so to me / as in you ys my verey truste and parfyte confydence.
¶ Whyche certaynly I knowe welle that ye woll doo. It ys soo, that I beseke you now that ye woll helpe and socoure me now ayenste the kynge Alymodes, that by his grete crueltee and