Below the hills the long arm of the sea which was the lake looked grey and fathomless, like fresh-smit She knew that if she reached out to take Excalibur from his hand, he would sense her intent, would wake-and he would kill her; she had no illusions about that. It was certain that Arthur and Gwenhwyfar would not seek her company at the high table this day of all days. Oh, but it is no more than I deserve .
Morgaine smiled, almost against her will. Gwenhwyfar wished to be good, to keep her soul clean and her virtue whole, but also it meant much to her that people After a long while Niniane said, Was it when you said such words as this to Morgaine that she called you traitor? No-it was something else, he said. But not I.
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