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“What could another woman give me that you cannot?” Lancelot whispered. It was more like a groan.

She sat back on her heels, looking down at him from under slitted lids. “Safety. She would bind your life around with the garlands of comfort and surety. She would keep your hearth and home and fill it with kindness. Your future would be known and beloved, a tale well told and filled with love and laughter. I foresaw this future for you in my gazing crystal, long before you went into the stone sleep. I had hoped you would have found her instead. Perhaps you still can.”

“She sounds marvelous. A paragon. Undoubtedly a good wife and mother.”

“Many long for a crumb of such happiness as she could give.”

“Well,” said Lancelot, “when we find her we should introduce her to Beaumains. She sounds like his type.”

Nimueh let out an exasperated breath. “Why not you?”

“I have you.”