While she was combing out and separating Gwenhwyfar's fine silky hair for braiding, Morgaine glanced sidewise at the bed from which her sister-in-law had risen. I have sons enough, he said. The tales grow daily greater, so that men are afraid to travel into that country! Gwenhwyfar tells me Elaine has asked for leave to visit her home. I heard Mordred's the son of one of the fairy witches and Arthur took him to court in pawn for his soul, to live a hundred years-you'll see, he'll not age, sir Mordred there.
If you know not that for Kevin the sun rises and sets where you come and go, then you are the only one at this court who knows it not. She called a servant to fetch fresh bolsters, a blanket or two from the store. Then she reminded herself angrily that both these women were her own half-sisters, and as for the Merlin, he was only an old hunchback! Be welcome to Lothian and to my hall. I well believe you have disliked her since you were both young girls! It is not well done of you, Morgaine! She has repented her sin, and I-well, I am wedded, as you say, to another.
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