None in the land of the Niblungs, say they, of my blood can I find.”
Then sore aggrieved was Siegmund that such should be Kriemhild’s mind.
And answered and spake the old King: “Lest any deceive thee beware.
Thou before all my kinsfolk the royal crown shalt wear,
Yea, wear it by right of kingship, even as heretofore.
For this shalt thou nowise suffer, that thy lord is beside thee no more.
Nay, forth with us do thou journey unto thine home and thy child;
Let him not be an orphan, his father dead, his mother exiled.
When thy son is grown unto manhood, thy comfort shall he be then:
Till then shalt thou have true service of many valiant men.”