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Tomorrow would be Midsummer. In the end the small dinner was held in one of the little halls, for Gwenhwyfar's chamber would not hold so many in comfort. And the Merlin knew these things; he knew of the old curse of the dark moon and the barren womb . wait a few days, then there will be no moon .

Half the seats of the Round Table, it seemed, were filled now with hairy Saxons with their great beards and their rough cloaks, or with young men who seemed hardly old enough to hold weapons. t for Arthur's legions to come and help them, there are none to send to their aid? And so the Saxon armies ar Gwenhwyfar sat beside her, drowsing a little now and then, but alert whenever the sick woman stirred, to give her a sip of water, to shift her pillows so that she could find a little ease. Since now she is gone, I may tell you all-Lancelet, did Elaine never tell you how she begged and besought me for a charm that wo