She stole quietly through the hallways to the room she shared with Gwenhwyfar's unmarried maidens, and into the bed she shared with young Elaine. Gwenhwyfar said; one of her sisters had died in childbirth, far away in Wales, and another had died in a siege of their castle. He was as he was. I do not want to see this land touched by war again, and torn apart by slaughter- Nor do I, said Arthur.
Gwenhwyfar let her steward help her to some meat and fruits, but she barely touched her plate. There was a soft step in the darkness; she whispered, Lancelet? Not so. There was no sound in the night, not even the calling of frogs from the marshes. She had heard much of the abbey here .
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