"Look thou with good heed to the wiles of thy friends; but little
skill is given to me, that I should foresee the ways of thy life;
yet good it were that hate fell not on thee from those of thy
wife's house."
Sigurd spake, "None among the sons of men can be found wiser than
thou; and thereby swear I, that thee will I have as my own, for
near to my heart thou liest."
She answers, "Thee would I fainest choose, though I had all men's
sons to choose from."
And thereto they plighted troth both of them.
CHAPTER XXII.
Of the Semblance and Array of Sigurd Fafnir's bane. (1)
Now Sigurd rides away; many-folded is his shield, an blazing with
red gold, and the image of a dragon is drawn thereon; and this
same was dark brown above, and bright red below; and with even
such-like image was adorned helm, and saddle, and coat-armour;
and he was clad in the golden byrny, and all his weapons were
gold wrought.
Now for this cause was the drake drawn on all his weapons, that
when he was seen of men, all folk might know who went there; yea,
all those who had heard of his slaying of that great dragon, that
the Voerings call Fafnir, and for that cause are his weapons
gold-wrought, and brown of hue, and that he was by far above
other men in courtesy and goodly manners, and well-nigh in all
things else; and whenas folk tell of all the mightiest champions,
and the noblest chiefs, then ever is he named the foremost, and
his name goes wide about on all tongues north of the sea of the
Greek-lands, and even so shall it be while the world endures.
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