If you doubt me, this token was sent you. All things are prepared to welcome you, my sisters, Lord Merlin. It would take a better man than you to teach me that, Gwydion said, and Morgause drew back at the bitterness in his voice. Someday, perhaps, you will see her memorial stone.
and the awareness of power flooded her, as if she were suddenly reborn. Then Morgause saw, in the widening light, the face of her youngest son, Gareth. Now she stood shamelessly naked, rummaging in her chest for a holiday shift, and Elaine turned away and began to dress. I shall be pleased, Gwenhwyfar said, feeling that her voice was insincere-never had she learned how to speak these polite platitudes so that they carried any conviction.
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