They would find you too big and tough a mouthful, I am afraid, sister, Morgaine said amiably. That one -he flicked a contemptuous gesture at Gwydion- would cut his throat-and leave you to be accused of murder! Be still, said Gwydion, and the light went out. Gwenhwyfar wished to be good, to keep her soul clean and her virtue whole, but also it meant much to her that people Lady-I cannot bear to let you go into danger this way! For a moment she leaned against him.
I certainly had no wish to rob her of Lancelet; but how could I explain to her that, though I had once desired him, I despised him, too, and would not have had him for husband as a gift. the castle Tintagel is a prize, and it should be tenanted, or there will be war in this countryside too. I am king, not only as Uther Pendragon's son, but because I am son of Igraine, who was daughter to the old Lady of the Lake. Perhaps a time will come when I can express it more fittingly.
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