The king told the whole story that the men had brought.
“This is our daughter’s ring. It was on her finger when we buried her,” said the queen.
“It was,” said the king, “and what the men say must be true.” He would have killed them but for the ring.
On the following morning, the king and queen set out with horses, and never stopped till they came to Tivorye (Mor’s house). The king knew the cattle the moment he saw them above on the mountain, and then he was sure of the rest. They were sorry to find the daughter in such a small cabin, but glad that she was alive. The guide was sent to the house to say the king and queen were coming.
“Your father and mother are coming,” said he to the king’s daughter.
She made ready, and was standing in the door before them. The father and mother felt weak and faint when they looked at her; but she ran out, took them by the hands, and said, “Have courage; I am alive and well, no ghost, and ye ought to thank the man who brought me away from my enemies.”
“Bring him to us,” said they; “we wish to see him.”
“He is asleep, but I will wake him.”
“Wake him,” said the father, “for he is the man we wish to see now.”
The king’s daughter roused Mor’s son, and said, “My father and mother are above in the kitchen. Go quickly, and welcome them.”