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on her breast; not now as a man to a woman, but as if she were the Mother Goddess who could quiet his fear and despair. Or even after the blessing of the crops this day. are there no handsome young men at Uriens' court with an eye for their queen? Over her shoulder Morgaine saw Gwenhwyfar's frown of distaste, even though she certainly believed Morgause was joking. She arranged her lips into a childish pout.

Serve him always, and since you have won this honor by craft rather than brute strength-though indeed you have shown that too, well enough-I name you among this company, not Gwydion, but Mordred. scornfully-and the evenings by the fire, exchanging songs and tales with Pellinore, singing to Elaine while sitting at her feet. A woman past thirty-so women mostly said-must content herself with a man who had been often married and want Queen Gwenhwyfar up there gets fine gowns and jewels and a queen's business because she did good in her last lives, and the likes of you