But when she would have spoken, he laid a hand gently over her lips and she knew he could read her thoughts. So let it be, dear boy. She turned her back on the church bells and stole toward the guest house, her mind reaching out, calling on the Sight to lead her to where Arthur lay. Gwenhwyfar sighed with utter relief.
And sure enough, that is what we face now-a battle where Arthur's legion, madam, may determine, with the help of all the Gods, whether we live as civilized men or go into the darkness forever. Will you promise to come and see me tomorrow, my queen? She was both grateful and angry that his voice sounded so calm. It could only grieve him to know the rest. I was afraid of this! She fought to control her tears.
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