Still, I will not treat you as a baseborn churl, said Arthur. He need never know, she thought, that it had been Accolon's son. had they indeed come out of the real world into the unknown? Yet she did not, lying alone and wakeful among her women, restless, mentally retracing all the steps of their journey. Then she lost thought altogether, nothing existing in the world for her except his hands touching her, the pulse of awaren
twist and change, telling stories of all the things that had been? She saw herself too, woven into the Gwydion's mouth was dry-Morgause saw him wet his lips with his tongue-but he took the wood-and-horn thing in his hands and blew carefully into it. Now in the name of the Goddess I demand of you that it be returned to the shrine of the Lake! Arthur drew a long breath. Can I send to the kitchens, if this is not to your liking? A slice of ham? Some better wine than this? Morgaine shook her head and put a piece of bread into her mouth.
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