She thought that the walls would stifle her and the mumbling of the priests and the smoke of the incense would drive her mad; better to stay out here in the clean rain. Morgaine came and took her hands, and Niniane was surprised at her gentle voice. I would like, once, to see Morgaine's son. It was the first time she had had courage to do such a thing.
He would dream of Gwenhwyfar, and that night there would be a woman in his arms, wearing Gwenhwyfar's perfume. Still she did not speak, but she took from somewhere a silver crescent, the ritual ornament of a priestess. Once before she had found herself there, but the woman who had mocked her had offered no harm or threat. y believed? She rested there for some time, telling herself that she had dreamed, and then forced herself
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