I had failed, failed, failed! I was false to the Goddess, if indeed there was any Goddess except for myself; false to Avalon, false to Arthur, false to brother and son and lover . Gwenhwyfar might think what she liked-Arthur had already done penance for this. by main will she forced away the memory and filled her mind with the thought of Accolon, who had rou I like to look like a gentleman.
She ate little herself, but she let the child have all she wanted, and spread honey herself on Nimue's bread; time enough to train her, and after all, she was still growing very fast. this was no way for a Christian queen to think, and yet she could not stop herself. Then she sobered. At that moment the bell rang in the cloister for prayers, and Gwenhwyfar, though here as a guest, and withou
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