Morgaine felt herself buffeted, struck and battered by the wind; in the grove, she knew, were forms and faces she could not clearly see; this testing was not for her, but for the man at her side. Christ has triumphed over all the old and pretended Gods who shall now be subservient to his name. It seemed to her that the whole air of the night was alive with magic, that somehow others must see this great trembling in the air and the darkness hovering over her. Be quiet, all of you! The Saxons swore to peace on a symbol meaningful to them- But Morgaine interrupted him.
But surely she could not have expected him to offer for her; Morgaine was older than he was! It must have been Accolon-will she make a scene? Gwenhwyfar wondered. Ah, it is good to see you, little sister, she said, drawing Morgause into an embrace. After a long time, she heard a tiny sound, a soft whistle like a bird call. What, she wondered, had happened to her own horse, was it safe in the stables here? She had not seen stables at all in the fairy castle, but she supposed they were somewhere.
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