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I need it not, Mother. She said, remembering at random something she had read when she had looked into the books of Uriens' house priest in Wale And there had been a time, too, when Morgaine had had influence with Arthur-the influence of the woman he had first taken in coming to manhood, who wore, for him, the face of the Goddess. Round her neck, beneath the golden torque Arthur had given her when they had been wedded a full five years, she could feel the weight of Morgaine's charm, sewn into a little bag between her breasts.

I will not be like that lady of old time-was her name Helen, that fair one in the saga you used to tell to me? - who had all the kings and knights of her day at strife over her in Troy. Gwenhwyfar, ask me no more, for I will not tell you more than this-if you do not bear, it is not Arthur's fault. If, she thought, it is still there, if there is anything there at all. As for me, I am fortunate that Lionors chose me of her own free will, and she is always so busy breeding,