Gawaine, if any man was your friend, it was Launcelot.
Gawaine
The dearer friend, the dearer foe. It grows to madness in my brain, that ever I held that traitor in my heart.
Bedivere
However it be, right or wrong, we are sore grieved to be against him.
Lucan
Sore and sorrowful, Gawaine.
Gawaine
It is you that are against the King, then?
Bedivere