She heard a step behind her, and said, without turning, Gwydion? Who else? His arms came around her and held her tight, and she turned her face to kiss him. I bear a message from the lord Lancelet. But not Avalloch. Morgaine, Morgaine, sometimes it seems to me that you are one of the few things in my life which is all good-like one of th
She spitted the chicken and roasted it on a green stick of wood over her fire. At least, now there are no Midsummer fires lighted, not even on Dragon Island, or, so far as I know, anywhere within three days' ride of Camelot -except on Avalon itself. The women around drew breath, and Morgaine knew this was, indeed, the highest charity he could offer. If she should possess something so valuable to him personally, something he had fashioned with his own hands
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