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Chapter 15-1
Chapter Fifteen Summer 503 Word reached us of Pellinor’s death on a stormy night just after Beltane. The weather prevented us from trying to arrive in time for the funerary rites, but despite all that had happened between us, I wanted to be there for Elaine as she mourned her father’s passing. So as soon as the weather cleared and the roads were dry, Arthur, Kay, Lancelot, Sobian, Octavia, and I headed south to the kingdom of Dyfed and Caer Corbenic, where we had first met. As she did not know the family, Morgan remained behind at Camelot to oversee affairs in our absence. But the pleasant weather was only a tease. For most of the trip, heavy rains hindered our progress, mucking up the horses’ hooves and flinging mud onto cloaks and armor. We had to turn back several times when flood w
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