or was it you? Morgaine, did it happen, was any of it real? Morgaine, looking into his dazzled face, saw something in his eyes, something that had never been there before-the touch of the nonhuman. she wondered if any of them so much as knew the significance of the phallic green wands wound about with red a Morgaine's voice sounded puzzled but tender, and she put out her arms and drew Gwenhwyfar to her. Then there was a little stirring of voices at the door of the room, and a tall, thin, greying man strode in through the scattered benches and trestle tables.
What a whore I have grown!12Morgaine knew that she dared make this journey only if she made it one step at a time, one league at a time, one day at a time. Yes, that was a good time; she remembered when her lady Meleas had born her son, it had been the darkest of winter, Lancelet- Gwenhwyfar looked up at Lancelet's name, then laughed and said, No, though he is very like. Morgaine wished-and not for the first time-that she had been only one of the priestesses, not one of the great royal line of Avalon.
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