Ah, the beautiful Lancelet, Gwenhwyfar will not find you so handsome now, even I would not stretch out my hand to invite him into my bed. I was here, in silence and peace, and before long, I knew it now, I would pass even further into peace . It was not real. I know not what they will say when they hear of it in Avalon, my lord and my king.
I know too Gwenhwyfar does not like her. and there's a confession for you, Morgaine. When you go to bed in the pavilion, you must scent your body and your bedclothes with it. t was common talk at Arthur's court that you were Lancelet's paramour and tried to lure him from the Queen, an
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