act of passionate power; that his hands, the touch of his body, were reconsecrating me priestess, and that it was her will. And he sent word to the Lady of Avalon that if she would have back the sword, she could come and take it. Gwenhwyfar, I would like it well if God sent us a child, whoever should work God's will in fathering No, no, Arthur, Morgaine is a liar! No doubt it was but her malice, it was she who contrived Lancelet's marriage to Elaine, because she was jealous .
Folding her hands in prayer, Gwenhwyfar walked down the cloister to the sisters' enclosure, and went inside forever. A soft light burned inside the room, and by its dimness Morgaine could see Arthur, unshaven, haggard, his fair hair darkened with sweat. Father, dear Father! Ah, dear God, Accolon, he said with a gasp, and stepped toward the horse where Accolon's body lay. once, so that the Goddess could not make use of me to bring about more evil, said Lancelet vehemently.
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