, thou hast never been a
claimant of land or possessions. Thou art the third disinherited {62a}
prince." "Yea," answered he, "but although this man is my cousin, it
grieveth me to see any one in the place of my brother Bendigeid Vran,
neither can I be happy in the same dwelling with him." "Wilt thou follow
the counsel of another?" {62b} said Pryderi. "I stand in need of
counsel," he answered, "and what may that counsel be?" "Seven Cantrevs
remain unto me," said Pryderi, "wherein Rhiannon my mother dwells, I will
bestow her upon thee and the seven Cantrevs with her, and though thou
hadst no possessions but those Cantrevs only, thou couldst not have seven
Cantrevs fairer than they. Kicva, the daughter of Gwynn Gloyw, is my
wife, and since the inheritance of the Cantrevs belongs to me, do thou
and Rhiannon enjoy them, and if thou ever desire any possessions thou
wilt take these." "I do not, chieftain," said he; "Heaven reward thee
for thy friendship." "I would show thee the best friendship in the world
if thou wouldst let me." "I will, my friend," said he, "and Heaven
reward thee. I will go with thee to seek Rhiannon and to look at thy
possessions." "Thou wilt do well," he answered. "And I believe that
thou didst never hear a lady discourse better than she, and when she was
in her prime none was ever fairer. Even now her aspect is not uncomely."
{62c} They set forth, and, however long the journey, they came at length
to Dyved, and a feast was prepared for them against their coming to
Narberth, which Rhiannon and Kicva had provided. Then began Manawyddan
and Rhiannon to sit and to talk together, and from their discourse his
mind and his thoughts became warmed towards her, and he thought in his
heart he had never beheld any lady more fulfilled of grace and beauty
than she. "Pryderi," said he, "I will that it be as thou didst say."
"What saying was that?" asked Rhiannon. "Lady," said Pryderi, "I did
offer thee as a wife to Manawyddan the son of Llyr." "By that will I
gladly abide," said Rhiannon. "Right glad am I also," said Manawyddan,
"May Heaven reward him who hath shewn unto me friendship so perfect as
this."

And before the feast was over she became his bride. Said Pwyll, "Tarry
ye here the rest of the feast, and I will go into England to tender my
homage unto Caswallawn the son of Beli." "Lord," said Rhiannon,
"Caswallawn is in Kent, thou mayest therefore tarry at the feast, and
wait until he shall