she looked across the church to where Lancelet knelt at Elaine's side. And, even as with the good Lancelet, the Saxons around Ceardig gave me a name. I thought if you made me knight without some good excuse such as this, Gwydion said, there might be talk of a kind you did not wish. We can talk tomorrow.
Leodegranz, Uriens, come here and look at this- Her father came, and with him another man, slight and dark and dapper, though his hair was greying and his face lined. Tonight, my beloved. And when will you set forth? It would not be at all a bad thing, Morgaine thought, if it were known that Uriens did not hesitate to leave his kingdom in her hands. I never thought I could do so, Morgaine, and yet you made that fine scabbard Arthur wears-he told me that you broidered it for him with your own hands.
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