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368 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 7, 2021
#1) The Guinevere Deception ★★★½☆
#2) The Camelot Betrayal ★★★★�
"Mordred had been told all his life who he was—the eel, Arthur's nephew, the fairyson, the Dark Queen's savior. And still he carved his own path, chose where to walk and followed no one. She had shied away from his pain because it was a mirror to her own. But he lived in it, did not run from it. He made mistakes and then kept going. And he always, always saw her."
"'I will save you in spite of yourself,' he whispered into her ear. 'I will save you even if I am saving you for someone else.'"
"But she had not been able to tell Mordred she loved him. And she had not been able to imagine a future with him, because it meant a future without Lancelot. It broke her heart that Lancelot thought no one ever valued her enough to try to protect her other than the accursed, faithless Lady of the Lake. Guinevere, would not, could not leave her behind."
"She had thought she was waging war, when really she was just being moved around, a piece in a game controlled by more-powerful players."
"At last Guinevere knew who she was. And she would do anything to fix it."
“I am a mystery even unto myself.�
Why did hearts try to run themselves out of beats? They had so few.
I tried to be a witch and people got hurt, and I tried to be a queen and people got hurt, and I have been in between for so long that I am nothing.
Kindness could be just as powerful, just as useful as force.
A witch with false memories. A queen with no history. A girl with no past.
“Be patient. Be gentle with yourself. We will figure this out together.�
"Nothing that connects me to anyone is mine to keep.�
“You are a girl. Just because violence shaped you does not make your very existence an act of violence.�
She did not want to be unmade. She wanted to live.
“You are human, Guinevere. The only way Excalibur will unmake you is if it stabs you. Is that what you want? To bleed to death? To take yourself away because you cannot live with the guilt of what happened to bring you here?�
Nimue had made the sword for her.
Perhaps it was human nature to cling to simple stories. Stories of right triumphing over wrong, of wizards who were powerful and good, of kings who always saved their people. Stories that made sense, with a beginning, a middle, and an end.