CHAP. XLI.
Of the Wedding and Slaying of Swanhild.
JORMUNREK was the name of a mighty king of those days, and his son was called Randver. Now this king called his son to talk with him, and said, “Thou shalt fare on an errand of mine to King Jonakr, with my counsellor Bikki, for with King Jonakr is nourished Swanhild, the daughter of Sigurd Fafnir’s-bane; and I know for sure that she is the fairest may dwelling under the sun of this world; her above all others would I have to my wife, and thou shalt go woo her for me.”
Randver answered, “Meet and right, fair lord, that I should go on thine errands.”
So the king set forth this journey in seemly wise, and they fare till they come to King Jonakr’s abode, and behold Swanhild, and have many thoughts concerning the treasure of her goodliness.
But on a day Randver called the king to talk with him, and said, “Jormunrek the King would fain be thy brother-in-law, for he has heard tell of Swanhild, and his desire it is to have her to wife, nor may it be shown that she may be given to any mightier man than he is one.”
The King says, “This is an alliance of great honour, for a man of fame he is.”
