on the far shore they were all around her, the crew of the Avalon barge. And you have had all the weight of caring for him, Accolon said. I would have wronged you, cousin, to take you like that. The room seemed full of a ringing silence.
Elf-arrow, the Saxons had called Lancelet; small, dark, and deadly. She felt a moment of pure terror-she knew it was only the coldness that came from power draining out of her body-a ld man's kindly eyes, she recalled that this was Igraine's father and would be great-grandfather to her babe. She turned her back on the church bells and stole toward the guest house, her mind reaching out, calling on the Sight to lead her to where Arthur lay.
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