Morgaine tied it around her neck on its slender thong. An excellent idea, my dear, Uriens said sunnily, and in any case it would be a long journey for you. And they led me this spring into the fen country, where, at the court of a Saxon who calls himself king under Arthur, I saw Gwydion. Send to Spain, or to Africa if you will, for horses such as best suit the reputation of Arthur's legion, and see to their training.
Come quickly, my lord. For some reason she heard Viviane's voice in her mind, a time will come when you will hate me as much as you love me now . So far as I am concerned, any child you bear, I will acknowledge it mine and bring it up as my heir. Galahad rose, eagerly.
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