His hand rested gently on Morgaine's shoulder; she felt it there, through her numb misery. ns had gone again into the world, and others strayed into the fairy country and did not return again. Never had the chatter of Gwenhwyfar's ladies seemed so meaningless, so vapid. Morgaine thought: They shared that bed, all three of them, Lancelet, Gwenhwyfar, Arthur-no, such a thing wa
If I were speaking lies, Gawaine, you might well try to shut my mouth, but can you stop the truth with your fist She murmured, bending her head close to him, her hands moving through the sweet clean curliness of his hair, The Christian God does not like lovers, and hates it when women lie with men . I'm not so certain, Morgause said, and patted his cheek. How could she turn this omen, for omen it surely was, aside from the impending destruction of Avalon? The God has prepared a place for the traitor.
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