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The lowering sky echoed her vague dread; heavy, as if at any moment rain would fall on them. ough of royal blood!Lochlann stirred at her side, muttered, and sleepily drew her into his arms, and she gave over thinking for the moment. Arthur knows well the duties of a king. I beg of you, Lancelet.

There was something about Nimue that puzzled Gwenhwyfar. I bear you no grudge now, Lady of the Lake, he said. So be it-I have faced death in battle often enough. You drew first blood, sir, and I second.