"When I have died, where do I go?" he asked. He was not sad at the thought of giving up a life so full of strife.
"Thou goest to Walhall to dwell with the Eternals."
"Do I find there Wotan, and the Wälsungs—my kinsmen who have gone before me?"
"Aye," she answered—"And Wish-maidens to fill thy drinking cup and to cheer thee. It is the home where heroes dwell, forever and forever."
Siegmund's face glowed with hope.
"And Sieglinde?" he cried.
"Ah, not she. She must stay yet a while behind thee."
Then a terrible change came upon Siegmund and he frowned at the Valkyrie.
"Begone! Thinkest thou I go to thy Walhall without Sieglinde? Begone! What do you of the Gods know of love such as ours. Walhall is not for me. I carry the enchanted sword given by Wotan. This day I kill Hunding, and live my life in peace with Sieglinde."
Brünnhilde could no longer let him deceive himself.