So Morgause's last fear could now be quieted-that somehow, against all odds, Gwenhwyfar would bear a belated child to endanger Gwydion's position at court. Why should you care? Elaine said, surprising herself with her outburst, Gwenhwyfar has a husband, she is Nor, he added, laughing, my own. Well, well, the poor lass had not all her wits.
Galahad was startled. I had a grown son when you were born! Then you are twice the sorceress she is, said Gwydion, for one could swear you had dwelt long in the fairy country with time never touching you . How-how did you know? she stammered. Nimue got on her pony obediently, but after a time she said, Aunt Morgaine-I am not such a good girl, though.
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