Not in my life (few exciting things happen)

She was getting desperate. She wanted a child really badly, she had wanted one for a long time. She also wanted to marry really badly. She wanted to marry Gawain, though he seemed hesitant. So she wondered if she could evade the curse, and was severely tempted to run away with him. She was alone, and deliberating, and falling, when a raven of Moros came and perched on her bed post. It said, “I have come from Moros.”

She asked, “I thought Moros himself came after the deed, not sending a raven before.”

The raven said, “Light has ordered me to be sent. You know not what you plan, for no mortal wish could put one above the Law of Light. Light sees all, he knows more than your mind can ever fathom; he is beyond the most powerful of created creatures.”

“Do you know the deep yearning in me? Twas placed there by him himself, in the order of his nature. What shall I do?”

“If thy wish be claimed wrongly, the Dark will claim you; if thy wish be gained rightly, the Dark will tremble.” And the raven left. She remembered then the Doom of Twilight, and resolved not to delve deeper. There must be another way.