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He poked with his shoe at a little clump of grass that was growing up through the stones in the courtyard. But this is to spurn the Goddess, Lancelet whispered, in frozen horror. Morgaine thought mirthlessly, No woman either. He stared at the sword by his side.

Is it my lady's will that I call her women? No, she whispered, catching at his hands, aware that her tears were seductive. Gwenhwyfar, shivering, realized that the word had gone out to raise the countryside for war, and such as could do nothing had crept behind closed doors to hide from the armies of either side. But he should, at these games, stay on the sidelines, since no one can stand against him. Queen Morgaine, said one of the men, the dark beautiful people who seemed like ancestors or dream versions of the little dark people of Avalon, our queen awaits and will gladly receive you.