She had flown into a desperate rage when she knew she was to bear Arthur's son and now it seemed trivial to her; after all, she and Arthur had not even known themselves brother and sister. Morgaine had had time to decide what she must do and had found a moment to speak alone with Accolon the day before. I think all your prayers and thoughts of sin have turned your mind, my Gwen. Rome or the days of Alexander, I know not what, of the love of knightly companions, and they jeered at him for it.
Had she had more to give, had she been beautiful as Gwenhwyfar was beautiful . I know, she said, but here we do not use the name the Saxons gave your father, and he has the same name as your brother, you see. Even to you, Morgaine, I will not talk of the Queen, he said stiffly, and it was Morgaine's turn to sigh. nay, she had dreamed it too, but she could not remember all .
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