In these months of Arthur's illness, it seemed he had been ever at her side, and such a rock of strength to Shouldn't you send Balan, or Balin, or someone more experienced? Arthur shook his head. She said, hardly above a whisper, Tell me, Niniane, do you see that day when Morgaine shall return to Avalon? Again the empty silence. a youth-something of a ballad made when they thrust a harp into his hand and bade him play, and he sang some lay of
Are you better now, kinswoman? Oh, yes-it has happened before, Morgaine said. Lancelet knelt before Arthur with his sorrowful news, and Gwenhwyfar too felt the pain in his eyes . even the Beltane fires are no longer lighted on Avalon, though I have heard that they keep the old rites still in the wildnesses of North Wales and in Cornwall. Are you angry with me, Lady, that still I think of my mother as she who died but now? It is no more than reason, said Viviane, sipping at the hot wine, and caressing her son's hardened hand.
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