I am sorry, Gwenhwyfar-I thought it would be the way to get to know the lad, as I must if he is to have my throne. Three days later I got leave from Arthur to depart from his court and ride to Avalon; I said only that I was homesick for the Isle and for Viviane, my foster-mother. Now she must take very good care of herself, eat well, rest much, make certain that nothing went amiss as it had done before. and then it was gone.
And in that hour before dawn, the mirror cleared, and in the unearthly light I saw the face of my son at last with a sword in his hand, circling slowly, in the darkness, seeking . The place is sacred, and the deer- And the little folk who own the deer. Then at last she stretched out her hand and clasped his. As for Morgaine, it only made her feel sick, and after one look at Raven's white terrified face, she decided to withdraw.
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