Enough, Niniane. I tell you, if we move now to bring Arthur down, this land will fall into a chaos worse than that when Ambrosius died and Uther had to fight for his crown. Taliesin had told her, four years ago now, that Morgaine had been in Caerleon for Arthur's wedding, and had been given to Gwenhwyfar for one of her ladies, and had tarried there. Let me call your body servant and have everything made ready for you to depart.
For when I came out of the country I found that already there were more lines in Gwenhwyfar's face, and El Not even Taliesin, old as he is, will run from battle. I hope you will be content, marrying an old fellow like me. She would have mended her shoes too, but she had no knife.
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