r Gwenhwyfar, I have seen that she is to play some part in the fate of Avalon-she cannot be wholly with And he will never see why what he has said is wrong, Morgaine thought in despair. There was nothing she could do about the bloodstains on her dress, but now that the fire was out, there was little light in the room. In the dimness Morgaine could see the rest of the scars running up along the arm and across the pale heavy breast .
Yet now I am here, I should ask-I heard Nimue was here, and she remembered: she had told him this, once, when he had thought his daughter at the convent where once Gwenhwyfar had been. Their hands were clasped lightly; she felt his stir within her own and loosed it. She stood at the window, his arm about her waist, feeling at one and the same time a feeling of revulsion and a gratitude for his kindness. I am not so sure of that, Morgaine thought, watching Gwenhwyfar struggling to compose her face.
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