Margrete.
He is alone, Dagfinn.
Lady Ragnhild.
Heaven’s wrath fall upon you if you deny him sanctuary!
Dagfinn.
In God’s name, then!
[He opens the gate; the Birchlegs respectfully uncover their heads. King Skule enters the courtyard.
Margrete.
[Throwing herself on his neck.] My father! My dear, unhappy father!
Lady Ragnhild.