No, no-it is enough- The grove was silent again, and around them were only the normal sounds of the quiet day. The Queen smiled; whatever it was, as the horns blew outside the hall, it was something which pleased her. Of course it would have to be Gawaine, thought Morgaine, always first to set himself face to face with the unknown! Yet he had played into her hands. I wonder what manner of lies they will hurry to pour into his ears, that chaste queen and her finest of knights? Morgai
he had said, I do not want to hurt or dishonor you, as if he truly believed there could be something wrong or dishonorable in this coming together. Morgaine blinked -it was as if Roman legionaries had walked out of the past; one man bore, at the end of a pike, the carved and gilded figure of an eagle. It was not the first time: in these last years, whenever one had come to Avalon and returned to the outside world, wandering Druid or pilgrim priest . The day dragged on; the sun moved slowly from the small crack of window, across the room, and away again, and at last it began to grow dark.
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