In the The Grail Novel:
"One freezing winter's night, the Loathly Lady brazenly entered the lodge, where the warriors had just gone to bed after a hunting expedition. Drenched to the bone, her sodden hair was snarled and knotted. Desperate for warmth and shelter, she knelt beside each warrior and demanded a blanket, beginning with their leader. Despite her rants and temper tantrums, the tired men only rolled over and ignored her in the hope that she would leave. Only the youngest warrior, whose bed was nearest to the fireplace, took pity on the wretched woman, giving her his bed and blanket."
The Grail - Out of Print