I did not fail. And what of you, King Stag of Avalon? What of the Mother who sent you forth in her name? Do you think I mean to go into the mists ? Morgaine laughed. If he were an honorable man, and such as my lord would trust, perhaps he could be regent for me as well as any other.
That day is past. I followed the body of Viviane from the great hall of the Round Table, weeping for only the second time that I could remember. Now through the trees she made out clearly the shape of a torch, flaring up yellow and blue from a long pole. No, she must not become so deeply entangled in this spell.
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