Chapter Twenty-One
When the mists parted, Ailis, Viviane’s daughter and the current Lady of Avalon, was waiting for us, along with Helene, who had stayed in Avalon after Camlann and was now a second-degree acolyte clothed in green. For a moment, she reminded me so much of Morgan when I first came to Avalon that it seemed time had rewound itself.
But then Ailis took my hands and I was brought back to the present. I ran to her, embracing her as though she were my own mother. Aggrivane genuflected, touching his thumb to his forehead, lips, and heart.
“Welcome, beloved daughters,” she said to Mona and me. “And to our brother in peace.”
Mona bowed to her and removed the Grail from the sack she carried. “Holy Mother, it is done. I return to Avalon the gift the Goddess so graciously gave to
