Alais snickered. Morgaine gave from the locked cupboards some of her hoarded store of raisins and dried fruits, and a few spices for cooking the last of the bacon. If the traveller seemed harmless, she might ask him what news; if not, well, she would lie here hidden until he was out of sight. Arthur liked her well, they could have been happy, could she only have felt free for one moment of the guilt of her childlessness.
She might have been captured by one of the marauders or masterless men who throng the country-she might have I like not Queen Morgause greatly, but her sons are fine men and good friends to Arthur. I was young and wretched; you can never know how unhappy I was that winter when I bore her, alone and far from home and not yet full-grown. How do you know my name? he asked suspiciously.
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