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Now through the trees she made out clearly the shape of a torch, flaring up yellow and blue from a long pole. ould care for him and cosset him, have him to herself as a wife could so seldom do when her husband belonged not to her but to a kingdom. As well now as later. ay be won by force of arms, or by craft, or as Lot won it, by being born in the right bed and begot by the right king.

The men wore Roman helmets-Morgaine had seen one or two of those preserved in Avalon-and short military tunics and Roman armor, and thick red military cloaks streamed out behind them. she did her own will! She clenched her fists and did not answer the Druid, looking down so that he would not see her anger . Well, she would fight to the last to save Arthur's soul! She loved him well, he was the best husband a woman could ever have had, even had he been no High King but a simple knight. She looked at Lancelet, brooding, a thousand leagues away from her, gone into himself where she could never follow, and she said, awkwardly, r