Morgause leaned forward, shamelessly enjoying the sight of their male strength; but Morgaine turned her eyes away in squeamish distaste. She stopped, and as the monks brought the body to rest before taking it into the church, she went forward and drew back the pall from the dead face. But she said quietly, Now Lancelet has had enough time to feel the loss of Gwenhwyfar. So be it, then; the last thing she wished for was to have the priests on that isle staring in fear and dread at the barge from Avalon.
she had a long ride before her. I cannot see that this confinement does you any good, lady, he said. I will not blush before a boy his age! If you would like to send Lochlann fishing, love, do so. Cannot Arthur rule his wife better than this? Gawaine said, It would take a braver man than I to speak ill of Gwenhwyfar to Arthur's face.
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