It was, Morgaine thought dispassionately, a game they all played, and she did not begrudge it to Gwenhwyfar. He said at last, Perhaps one day I shall go to Avalon, rather than to Arthur's court. He had in truth lost more than one tooth, and his hands, too, looked cut and bruised. I longed for my sisters from the House of Maidens; but at least no Christian hands should touch her.
You bear it rightly for your queen's sake. I am the lady Morgaine, wife of King Uriens of North Wales. him come if he would, said Taliesin, but he said he would rather not offend the Queen with his presence. She went away and I lay watching the fierce rain and darkness, feeling its cold breath through the slit o
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