"Lady," said he, "do thou accoutre this stripling, and I will arm myself, with the help of thy maidens. Lo, I hear the tumult of the men approaching."
"I will do so gladly." So she armed him fully, and that right cheerfully.
"Hast thou finished arming the youth?" said he.
"I have finished," she answered.
"I likewise have finished," said Gwydion. "Let us now take off our arms: we have no need of them."
"Wherefore?" said she. "Here is the army around the house."
"Oh, lady, there is here no army."
"Oh!" cried she. "Whence then was this tumult?"
"The tumult was but to break thy prophecy, and to obtain arms for thy son. And now has he got arms without any thanks unto thee."
"By Heaven," said Arianrod, "thou art a wicked man. Many a youth might have lost his life through the uproar thou hast caused in this Cantrev to-day. Now will I lay a destiny upon this youth," she said, "that he shall never have a wife of the race that now inhabits this earth."