Igraine's is the fault, said Viviane, and mine, that I left you at Uther's court seven years. Morgaine could see Nimue standing in the prow of the boat, her cloak pulled over her head, tall and straight; but her face was hidden in the darkness of the cloak. With a rustle of gowns and the small chink of scabbarded swords and such gear, Arthur's household arose and moved to the church porch. She was shaking so terribly that Morgaine feared she would fall; and now she whispered, her ruined voice only a distant hiss and scratching like wind against dead branches, I too must go .
t, Accolon? He nodded, and she followed him to the grove of trees, at this season just bursting into leaf and flower. Morgaine glanced at the speaker, bent and toothless, stooped like a bent bow. Whatever I do now, I am in the dark-I might better have gone to Raven, who would have answered me only with silence!But if Morga I do not mock.
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