“My brother and I are waiting for a knight of purity and goodness to come and anoint his wounds. If the prophesy is true then when he whom we await touches them, the wounds will heal. When the king is whole again, the land will be whole too.” Her speech finished, Ystradel stood up. She seemed eager to wrap up the formalities. “I understand.” Arthur stood too. “We will try this adventure, and may God have mercy on us all. But a word with my companion first, if you please.” He took Bedivere aside. “You think I can do this?” he said in a low voice. “No.” “Be frank. On no account spare my
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