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Finito!
E' una delizia.
Mi ha spezzato il cuore e lo rileggerei anche subito. Se poi come me si ama lo slash... questo libro è pieno di piccoli accenni al fatto che Kay potesse essere innamorato di Artù.
Eccone alcuni.
[In this part the enchantress lady Brisane is torturing Kay with an allucination of Arthur]
"Kay- Brother- I thought I'd never find you. Dear God, I've been half out of my mind..." He enfolded Kay in his embrace.
Kay clung to him, all caution, all calculation, swept away.
"My lord, forgive me!" he gasped out.
Arthur's arms were tight around him. Kay leant tnto his strenght. He was acutely conscious of the linen surcoat beneath his cluthicng fingers, the fine mesh of mail beneath it, and the clean, sharp scent of Arthur's hair.
"Forgive?" Arthur was saying. "Kay, that's just a word. I need you. I can't do without you. I want you to come home."
As he listened to the words he had longed all his life to hear, the words he had never hoped for, Kay understood. [Kay si districa dall'abbraccio e Brisane fa sparire l'allucinazione di Artù]
"I could give him to you," she said. "think of it, Kay. You and Arthur, together at last, for ever. An Arthur who would do whatever you wanted, who would be whatever you wanted him to be."
Kay flung his head up. "Then he would not be Arthur."
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"I cannot- lady, I cannot- bear to see Arthur again like this. I cannot meet him, and know- and see Briant in his company, in his favour..." He was growing incoherent, and made himself stop, a hand pressed to his lips.
"You love Arthur very much," Alienor said.
"He is the air I breath, my life's blood-" He broke off, horrified.He had never admitted so much, even to Gawain. He took a shuddering breath. "When he sent me away, I thought I sould die."
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Gareth held his hand tightly. "Arthur has sent for you. Your name is still on the Table."[...]
Kay still kept his eyes fixed on Gawain, as if he could read the story in his face. "Arthur... wants me?"
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Arthur let Kay sink to the floor again and sat beside him, pulling Kay back against his shoulder.
"Rest for a minute," he said. "I think no one is ready to receive me, I came so unexpectedly." Kay felt a warm pulse of laughter. "There'll be time soon to have that wound seen to."
Kay could not look at Arthur's face, but he found a voice for what he wanted to say.
"Take me back, lord. I'll be your servant. I'll do anything. But don't send me away again. I shall die. I cannot bear it."
Arthur did not reply to his words, but the arm he held around Kay's shoulder rightened a little.
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