That was foolish, said Gwenhwyfar, but Lancelet smiled. Rest you content, Gwydion, Arthur well knows his worth, even as he knows Gawaine's. While Lancelet was here he noticed every move he made-even at Beltane. I think perhaps there is no meaning in any of it-all the talk of Gods and the Goddess are fables to comfort children.
Morgaine turned her thoughts back to simmering the herbs and the wine, and at the same time, somehow, it seemed she was riding on the hills . In those last days, too, there were some who had seen the tree of the Holy Thorn in its first flowering for the followers of Chri hands, Morgause was astonished to hear a low, but perceptible hiss of disapproval somewhere in the stands. I could think of a way, said Morgaine softly, and if you are to rule over Avalon as well as the Christian lands, one day you must come to that, too, Galahad.
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