They had an evil reputation, the ladies of the lake. Some said that they enticed sailors to drown themselves in the
long seaweed that lined the sides of the fjords; others swore that they had been struck blind at the sight of one of
them bathing, naked, at the water's edge. But Medraudd knew the lore of the runes, the spells of the ancient peoples
who had ruled these lands before the Angles and the Saxons and the men from the North and the Romans from the distant
south had come to these lands, and he knew how to ensorcell the ropes so that he could bind her. For he knew as well
that one of her kind held the sword that would be at the side of the great king, and he coveted the sword... as he
coveted the kingdom. Could he compel his beautiful captive to yield the prize to his hands?
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