“Go and bring the fellow who is troubling the guests,” said Ur, to the servants.
Lawn Dyarrig was brought right away, and stood before the bride, who filled a glass with wine and gave it to him. Lawn Dyarrig drank half the wine, and dropped in the ring which the lady had given him in Terrible Valley.
When the bride took the glass again the ring went of itself with one leap to her finger. She knew then who was standing before her.
“This is the man who conquered the Green Knight, and saved me from Terrible Valley,” said she to the King of Erin; “this is Lawn Dyarrig, your son.”
Lawn Dyarrig took out the three teeth, and put them in his father’s mouth. They fitted there perfectly, and grew into their old place. The king was satisfied; and as the lady would marry no man but Lawn Dyarrig he was the bridegroom.
“I must give you a present,” said the bride to the queen. “Here is a beautiful scarf which you are to wear as a girdle this evening.”
The queen put the scarf around her waist.
“Tell me now,” said the bride to the queen, “who was Ur’s father?”
“What father could he have but his own father, the King of Erin?”