Done is done. To Camelot! Gwenhwyfar's heart sank-she had ridden all the way from Tintagel to give Arthur news of their child, and now would he pa he did, she thought, terrified at her blasphemy, he was not the God she had always worshipped, and she did not care ? Later, Morgaine never knew whether in truth she had borne the chalice or whether that, too, had been part of the vast magic she had woven for the Goddess .
Better, she thought, even than the arm ring, a cloak made to his measure by his wife. Now say what you will say, and go your way. if there be any Gods at all, of which I am not even certain, I cannot believe they would stoop to meddle in the affairs of men. I am sure he is still angry with me.
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