And Arthur, hearing, understood, and instead of looking overjoyed, seemed only dismayed. And what of her? Morgaine said quietly, Believe this or no, I am her friend too. cked off into a corner again because he could not be rid of her, and even her gallant banner thrust back at her unwanted. No, no-when I am alone I fall prey to these fancies and wretched doubts, and if they must come I would rather speak them aloud so I can hear what folly they are.
eved that the doors of magic and of the Sight were closed to her, save for such little tricks as she had mastered on her own. He was only a youngster-his rosy face was fuzzed with the first beginnings of beard, so that he still looked like a cherub-but he was near to six feet tall, and big and broad-shouldered as an ox. This he loves best, I think, to sit in his own hall and look upon the peace he has wrought; whatever his faults, Arthur truly loves the rule of order and the kingdom of law. Next year at this time, she thought, they will come out to cheer their prince.
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