Wâ-te, he of Sturmland, must carve the meat at table;
They also sent for Fru-te, to come to her as soon as he was able.
[1612]
Her cup-bearer she made him; thereon thus spake the knight:
“That will I be most gladly, if now you think it right.
A fief you then will give me, with banners twelve to show it;
Then am I lord in Denmark.” Queen Hilda smiled, but never thought to do it.
[1613]
To Fru-te thus she answered: “That gift is not for thee;
For still your nephew Horant Daneland’s lord must be.