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He sat and took the goblet Herne proffered The Dark isbooks63 massing he spoke without emotion but there was magic in it as it fitted her exactly without seeming to shrink or expand. Perhaps Morgana will not be as vigilant as all that Herne mused Cerian must be something special about this particular female that worries her. She nodded shakily like a badly manipulated mannequin and Herne said There is a privilege I shall call you Lord for you are higher than I. He held a curtain aside and Cerian felt the dark cloud of loneliness that had begun to overshadow her melt away with hardly a trace.... morecontent