Gwenhwyfar tightened her whole body so that she would not weep again; all eyes were on them, and surely it was scandal enough that the King sat fasting at his own highest festival. He was always fickle-to everything and everyone. There had been little there then, except for the old wall, and the priest had not stinted to make this a lesson on how human glories faded away . Arthur rose in his place.
There are those who have not forgotten that the king still wears, however faded, the serpents of Avalon about his arms. Now that Avalloch knew all, he would work with Father Eian to undermine any influence Accolon and Morgaine might have, and all that she had done would be undone again. He touched her shoulder gently. May I not speak with him? Gwenhwyfar smiled indulgently.
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