Oh, no, Mother, you must not say so- Balin cried, and Balan, meeting Viviane's eyes, sighed. it seemed that it was Igraine's forgotten voice murmuring to her. Impossible demands? I wrenched my hands away. Every woman in the court wanted Lancelet-yes, even Morgaine herself; she had seen her sister-in-law looking at him, and for that reas
zed the strange dimness rising in her mind, clouding thought, as that state in which powerful magic was made. Sometimes she wondered what had happened to her horse, but when she thought of riding forth, the lady said she must not think of it yet, they willed that she should stay with them . So the next morning Gwenhwyfar set forth, with her escort of six knights, Ectorius, the veteran Lucan, her waiting-woman, and a nine-year-old page boy. Galahad must go at midnight to watch by his arms; and perhaps, like many young men, he would like to rest a little bef
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