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ist's wounds to see that he was not a ghost or a spirit, for it was more blessed to believe without seeing. ire men-at-arms, and any woman who came into the court was his lawful prey, even I who was his wife's niece. No, said Gwenhwyfar clearly. Had you still been at the convent I was under orders to escort you, and such of the sisters as wished

I am weary, my kinsman. Niniane welcomed me at the shore, taking me in her arms, not as the stranger I had seen but twice, but as a daughte She thought of the cold unfailing waters of the Holy Well on Avalon, bubbling up inexhaustible, forever, sourceless, cool, clear . To Gwenhwyfar it seemed that she was secretly amused.