“What counter dowry wilt thou give to Randalin?” inquired the uncles of Ivar.
“I will give her,” replied Yngvi, “the large estate of Rodelsvellir and five hundred marks of gold.”
“This is generous on thy part,” said Visbur and Randvir. “We will not discuss the trousseau which Ivar ought to give Randalin, for we know him to be most generous, and proud of his rank and dignity, and that he wishes Randalin to have such an outfit as becometh the daughter of the Hersir of Svithjod.”
Randalin was sent for, and Yngvi said to her: “I have a marriage to propose to thee, my daughter, which I think will suit thee well. I did not wish to betroth thee without thy consent. What thinkest thou of marrying Ivar Hjorvardson, the Hersir of Gotland? No better union couldst thou form in all the Northern lands.”
Randalin replied: “Father, no one could better please me, and the goddess Var has listened to the vows made between us, for Ivar and I love each other.”
Then Ivar was summoned to the conference, and Yngvi addressed him thus: “I would not give my daughter to thee, Ivar, if I did not like thee; and I would rather have thee than any of the other men in our Northern lands marry Randalin, for I consider thee the foremost in mind, courage, and daring.” Ivar thanked Yngvi for his kind words and for his consent to his marriage with Randalin.
After all the conditions were agreed to, each side called six men of high rank, and the agreement of the marriage was recited before them, as the law required, and they stood as witnesses of the contract.
It was agreed that the betrothal should not be for more than twelve months, unless unforeseen circumstances occurred.
Yngvi then said to Randalin: “I betroth thee according to law, as thy father and guardian. It is a complete betrothal.”
Then Ivar advanced toward Yngvi, who declared Ivar betrothed to Randalin, his daughter, and then they named witnesses to their betrothal.