At Avalon she had willingly served Viviane because the old woman was the living representative of the Goddess, and her wisdom and magical powers put her almost beyond the human. I took care to fight among the warriors of Ceardig, the Saxon chief of the treaty men who loves me well, and to come not under Arthur's eyes. The girl listened with attentive courtesy when she spoke, flattered her subtly, was ever quick to wait upon her hand and foot. Arthur did not even answer Lancelet; he had slipped down a little in his high seat, and his eyes were half closed.
He was bending over her with concern and dread, and they were alone for a moment. He said, I had forgotten you were a priestess, and you believe . And there is the bond of Avalon to bind you, said Gwenhwyfar, a little more sharply than she intended. Ah, Morgaine, Morgaine, my poor sister-I knew I had done you a great wrong, but I dreamed never that it was so great a wrong as this- You mean this is true? Gwenhwyfar cried out.
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