orgaine, I think you grow ever younger with the years, he added, bending over her hand; he had always liked her. sunlight on the Lake, sunlight striking through the ring stones atop the Tor, sunlight on the white walls of the temple. At last she said, I wish Morgaine had come to me . But Morgaine was wearing strange robes and a high double crown, and she stood so that Gwenhwyfar could not quite see her, but only knew she was there.
The Sacred Regalia were gone out of this world forever, and the last of them, the sword Excalibur, must go with them. His teeth were very white, and his eyes, dark in the torch glow, were merry. And what I am must be hidden, as the rose lies hidden within the seed. You shall make the Great Marriage with the land and with me in her name.
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