The Mists of Avalon Page #2

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Now, listen to me.

What l am about to say

will be of great importance to you all.

Did l do something to disturb you, lady?

l felt unwell, sir.

You left the moment

you saw the dragon on my wrist.

l have no fear of dragons.

l'm a child of the old world myself, sir.

Why do you call me ''sir''

in such a manner...

...when you know

that we are on familiar terms?

We have not met before.

Not in this life...

...but like all of us of the old ways...

...you must believe this is not the only life

where we could have met.

There is something

between our souls already.

You felt the power of it...

...and that's why you left the hall.

Am l right, lady?

lf l am, could you rightfully resist it?

l am the sworn wife of Gorlois,

and so l will remain.

So you know what l felt.

Come away with me.

Please, get back to the council.

There's nothing to do but give in to it.

lf you do not come with me,

then l will come for you...

...before the moon is full again.

My lord...

...is the council finished?

lt is.

Let's get back to the proceedings then,

shall we?

Don't you want to ask the leave

of your new High King, lady?

-You?

-No.

Ambrosius has named Uther Pendragon

his successor.

Don't envy me, Gorlois.

The lady belongs to you.

You should take care to avoid gossip.

No chaste woman is safe

with Uther Pendragon.

People may gossip if they like.

it doesn't concern me.

it concerns me!

Are you questioning my honor?

I'm questioning your judgment.

Well, if your judgment

is no better than that...

...then your word will cease

to concern me as well.

How dare you play the shrew with me!

l told you to avoid him!

-I'll teach you!

-Think...

...before you strike me, Gorlois...

...or l will teach you that a daughter

of the Holy Isle is the servant of no man.

And so, my father was caught up

in Viviane's plots.

Sire!

A messenger for the High King.

He waits at the gate.

He will speak with--

l have come, my lord--

To ask for my troops

to aide the Pendragon.

it is the High King's bidding.

l need my men here in Cornwall.

The Saxons are massing off our coast.

The king believes it's just a feint, Gorlois.

He's ordered all his war dukes

to assemble on the south coast.

Uther Pendragon can't know

the mind of the Saxons.

-l must keep the safety of my land.

-Sir.

This is not a request.

it's an order from your king.

He's asked you to bring your army

to him straight away.

l am the Duke of Cornwall, Captain.

Uther Pendragon is not.

But as his Duke,

you've sworn your army to him.

Are you going to betray him

at the first test?

Watch what you say, Captain.

When I've seen off this Saxon threat,

then I'll consider...

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