but I am afraid, so afraid. Gwen, I beg you, do not quarrel further with Morgaine. There was a brief silence before Accolon said, In these days it is dangerous, perhaps, to wear the serpents-or will be, if the priests grow more powerful. Raven took the little razor-sharp knife, and Morgaine watched, stilled into a dream, as she raised it; so be it, even if she wishes here to shed my blood before the Goddess I tried to flee .
I must go now, at once. Obey me, she said and, turning a little away from Uriens, so that Accolon alone could see, she touched the faded blue crescent on her forehead. no, but she had dreamed that. Lady of Avalon- I am not, I said, and remembered that the last time I saw this man, I had driven him from my presence, shrieked at him, called him traitor.
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