Gwenhwyfar was sorrowful and silent; in the years Morgaine had been absent, the Queen had altered from a lighthearted, childish woman to a silent, thoughtful one, more pious than was reasonable. So let it be as the fates have ordained-the King Stag shall rule in the forest until the day the Lady has ordained . And then Morgause saw that on the pack mule, covered and shrouded, was the body of a man, She whispered, Who-? Galahad, said Lancelet quietly. I fought to keep it, to hear, but it seemed that Arthur was there and he drew a sword and advanced on Gwydion, and the child caught Excalibur from its scabbard .
Shall I send away my women, then? He hesitated a moment, and Gwenhwyfar felt the old dread . In God's house we turn no one away. Lancelet was already fighting someone else, but Gwydion, bleeding, cried out, Gareth! and flung himself across the body of his foster-brother. She struggled, got her arm loose, and struck him hard across the face.
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