Thou has nerve to ask thee what thy fears most! I am Morgause! Fear fears my beauty and my wrath. Pray thee, 'er comes a day when I fear, is the day I return to the days of my childhood. Thy does not provide a sound answer?! Ye lady scoffs at that! Alas you may be right, there is a thing I fear. It must shock the entire court, thus, do not let thy words muddle amongst the men. Thy fears not being accepted by the other fair maidens and ladies. Obviously, they are nowhere near as great as me, but it requires way too much work to convince them. It aches my heart day and night to think of others criticising me and thy doesn't even know, which is what thy fears the most in my fair half-brother's court.
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