She saw his face turn pale. Twelve years I spent there as a maiden, and I heard her voice but half a dozen times. never, never in all the years of seclusion had she suspected herself of being capable of such passion, such hunger; and she knew that her spells were enhancing it in herself as in him. She thought she would like to say it now to Gwenhwyfar, but she kept her voice gentle.
I could remember without weeping, and recall the days of love without unending sorrow welling up like tears from the very depths of my being. She could love him, and not think always of her guilt; when he touched her, think of their love, not only of her fea The priestesses do not have meat very often, but it is not forbidden, certainly not to a child your age. Gwenhwyfar would not thank you for making a scandal.
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