He starts, surprised, then eases a bit. "My lady." He bows, then comes over to her, with a small smile. "Is this an enchantment then? A very pleasant one, if so."
"Hello," says Lleu, who also resembles his father--that is, Arthur. He'll probably look more like Mordred to Lovel. "I would wager my inheritance that you are a cousin of mine in this world or another."
"Nay, none know me here, or my sister. I'm Lleu son of Artos; Gwenhwyfar is my mother. I and my sister seem to be from another thread of time than the rest of my father's court here. Your brother Florence is here, too, and I guess he'll burst apart with delight when he finds you."
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"Boy?" she says, the same curiously gentle epithet she uses for Florence.
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