It is Pentecost day, sweetheart, he said, and all of our kinfolk and friends will be here. Will you promise to come and see me tomorrow, my queen? She was both grateful and angry that his voice sounded so calm. She pressed her body to Accolon's and fought to keep from crying. all through this kingdom, Mother, all men swear by Arthur's star.
After a little time, surely, now he would arise and leave me, for I had not the strength to go forth from him. Again Morgaine could hear the chanting of the monks-Kyrie eleison, Christe eleison . I had failed, failed, failed! I was false to the Goddess, if indeed there was any Goddess except for myself; false to Avalon, false to Arthur, false to brother and son and lover . And for the first time in many days, I slept.
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