Morgaine bowed and said, So I have returned to your court, my brother. There is nothing for which you must reproach yourself. She whispered his name, begging now, almost afraid. Time passes, the sound of church bells covers this land, and the people are content to have it so.
Arthur, and die at your hands for it afterward if you will have it so! His face was drawn with anguish and despair. Viviane put down the comb and caught Morgaine to her breast, holding her, rocking and soothing her like a child. Morgause had beckoned to her young Lamorak and was whispering to him; well, who could blame her? She had been wedded to Lot-and he was no pr Uriens could not, after all, live forever-though sometimes, in the dragging years, she felt that he had decided to riv
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