Sword of Light

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Authors: Katherine Roberts

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For Mary

A
LBA
– Rhianna’s mist horse, a white mare from Avalon.

A
RIANRHOD
– Rhianna’s maid, ex-maid of Morgan Le Fay. Her cheek bears a scar in the shape of a pentacle.

C
AI
– young squire at Camelot who becomes Rhianna’s champion.

C
HIEF
C
YNRIC
– leader of the Saxons.

E
LPHIN
– Prince of Avalon and only son of Lord Avallach.

E
VENSTAR
– Elphin’s mist horse, a white stallion from Avalon.

G
ARETH
– older squire, Cai’s rival.

K
ING
A
RTHUR
– king of Britain. His ghost appears to Rhianna while his body sleeps in Avalon awaiting rebirth.

L
ADY
I
SABEL
– lady in charge of the damsels at Camelot.

L
ORD
A
VALLACH
– Lord of Avalon and Elphin’s father. Leader of the Wild Hunt.

M
ERLIN
– King Arthur’s druid. Since he is half Avalonian, he can work magic in the world of men.

M
ORDRED
– Rhianna’s cousin and rival for the throne; the son of Morgan Le Fay.

M
ORGAN
L
E
F
AY
– King Arthur’s sister and Mordred’s mother, a witch. Now dead, her spirit advises Mordred from Annwn.

N
IMUE
– the Lady of the Lake, who takes Excalibur after Arthur’s death.

Q
UEEN
G
UINEVERE
– Rhianna’s mother, whereabouts unknown.

R
HIANNA
P
ENDRAGON
– daughter of King Arthur, raised in Avalon.

S
ANDY
– Cai’s pony, rescued from the Saxons.

S
IR
A
GRAVAINE
– grumpy older knight.

S
IR
B
EDIVERE
– a younger knight, also known as ‘Soft Hands’ because of his gentle nature.

S
IR
B
ORS
– leader of King Arthur’s knights.

S
IR
L
ANCELOT
– Arthur’s champion knight.

T
HE
S
HADRAKE
– a dragon from Annwn, breathes ice instead of fire and hunts between worlds.

 

Four Lights stand against the dark:

The Sword Excalibur that was
forged in Avalon,

The Lance of Truth made by the
hands of men,

The Crown of Dreams, which hides
the jewel of Annwn,

And the Grail said to hold all the
stars in heaven.

T
he day after he had killed King Arthur, Mordred opened his eyes to flickering candlelight and damp rock. There had been nightmares, screaming and much pain. Terrible pain such as his pampered body had never felt before. But the worst had passed. His crippled form stirred in the shadows and his remaining hand closed about cold metal. Not his axe – he’d lost that on the battlefield, along with his right hand – but a magic mirror his mother had given him before she left the world of men.

He breathed on the black glass, and her image swirled to life. Raven haired and beautiful, she looked at least twenty years younger than when she had died.

“Who commands the Grail?” he demanded.

His mother’s face flickered. “The one called Pendragon.”

“So it serves
me
now?” Mordred said, impatient. Even dead, his mother could be annoyingly vague.

“I’m not sure. It’s unclear… I see a girl, a daughter…”

Mordred flung the mirror across the cave. “No!” he roared. “Arthur had no daughter! We would have known.”

He’d won the battle. He’d killed Arthur Pendragon, high king of men and guardian of the Round Table. Even now, his spies were
looking for the Sword and the Lance. The Crown, snatched by a dragon from his uncle’s corpse on the battlefield, was rightfully his. As soon as he got his hands –
hand
, curse it – on the Grail, he would be strong and handsome again, and the world would worship at his feet. But now this! Another with a claim to the throne.

Clenching his teeth against the pain, he rolled off the rocky shelf that served as his bed. He could not walk because his stupid horse had fallen on him and crushed one of his legs. He crawled across the floor, the bandaged stump of his arm leaving a trail of blood. The mirror had cracked, making a jagged line across his mother’s face to match the scar Arthur’s sword had left across his own.

“Where?” he hissed. “Where is she? She must die!”

The witch’s face blurred, becoming old and then young again.

“Beyond our reach in Avalon. But not for much longer, I think.”

“What do you mean? Speak plainly, woman!”

His mother smiled. “I mean, Mordred my beautiful son, that you need to be patient for once. Heal. Grow strong again. Be crafty like the dragon that waits in its lair. Let the girl come to you. They took the king’s body through the enchanted mists. If she has a drop of Arthur’s blood in her body, she will come. And then you can kill her – or enslave her, as you wish. She’s only a damsel, after all. She’s grown up in a crystal palace where there
is no disease or death, protected by magic. The world of men will be a shock to her. She’s hardly going to lead the knights in battle, is she? How much of a threat can she be?”

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