He was an enormous man, almost a giant, and like so many huge men, he looked misshapen, as if one side of his body were somehow grown larger than the other. I beg you, go inside and change your-your gown, said Accolon earnestly, and Morgaine smiled at him again and pressed his hand in her own. There was a long silence, while he stared grimly at the flagstones of the courtyard. He would profane them, Niniane said hotly, and put them to the use of that God who would drive out all other Gods .
It hung now in a leather scabbard, a coarse and ugly thing; she had never dared to ask him what had become ne forth to Avalon-yet now it tore at her with anguish, as if she were that same little girl who had wept when she left Igraine's house. tion! Agravaine took a heavy step toward him, but Morgause quickly rose and thrust Gwydion behind her. 5As often as Morgause of Lothian had come to Camelot, she never tired of the pageantry.
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