Morgaine lay down beside her, pulling Raven's cover over them both, and took Raven in her arms to still her shaking. Always before this, she had been ageless, but now she looked withered, her face lined, her eyes sunk into her face. No, my dear cousin, he said, you must put that from your mind forever. They were also ill-kept and neglected; Gwenhwyfar, frowning, thought less well of choosing him as regent.
This world was no more real than the fairy kingdom. Arthur is my brother, and I would not see shame brought upon him, as soon or late it must be. and dare I set myself against the will of such a magical symbol? Morgaine started and told herself not to be fanciful. Morgaine gave from the locked cupboards some of her hoarded store of raisins and dried fruits, and a few spices for cooking the last of the bacon.
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