Morgaine sat quietly in her place, cushioning her aching head in her hand. And who are you to speak of traitor's deeds, lady, who sits as queen in Wales when Viviane's high seat is empty in Avalon? She Their most Christian husbands and fathers make sure they shall have nothing else to occupy their minds. He looked sharply at her in the growing light.
Through the window she could see only a neglected barnyard with a single mouldy-looking cow wandering and bellowing at intervals. ride her till six weeks before she drops the foal! I am not a mare, said Gwenhwyfar coldly, and twice I have miscarried. Only outside the windows, far off and distant, she could hear the cry of a raven somewhere, and shivered. Tonight I would give all the great weapons ever forged, and all the gallant songs of your Achilles and Alexanders for an apple from the branches of Avalon .
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