and felt again the surge of love and pain. Gwenhwyfar tightened her whole body so that she would not weep again; all eyes were on them, and surely it was scandal enough that the King sat fasting at his own highest festival. But these things too return again, Morgaine whispered. Listen, my child, she began, and Elaine felt that the dark eyes of the sorceress were searching into her very soul.
I will have a cup, she said, remembering, like a pain within her, when as priestess of Avalon she had been proud to drink only of the Holy Well. The man set Morgaine on a bench and put a tankard in her hand. Therefore, my beloved daughter, forget all shame and be joyful because you, too, are of the same nature as myself. The serving-women had set the evening meal and Viviane went to her place and ate and drank, for she was weary after the long ride.
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