But I vow to you, he spoke as courtier to his queen, not as lover to lover. She could almost feel his hungry hands on her breast, and it seemed as if the look he sent toward her must be audible. I could not presume to ask so high, my king, but if your sister would be queen in my country- I will compel no woman to marry unwilling, said Arthur, but I will ask her. In Avalon they will give her the dress of a novice priestess.
I mourned too for Arthur, lost to me now, and my enemy, and, unbelievably, even for Uriens, and for the wreck of my life in Wales, the only peace I had ever known. Then you will not send me word when she sends her women away again for the night? No, said Niniane, by the Goddess, I will not. Now has a miracle come to pass, madam, that you ask pardon of any for any word you ever spoke! Viviane bit her lip. He raised his wine cup, emptied it, and spoke with drunken emphasis.
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