Then Kriemhild caused the heralds to be summoned secretly
Unto the closet royal, and there she communed with the twain.
Thereof unto many a good knight was begotten ruinous bane.
She spake in her guile to the heralds: “Ye shall earn of me rich meed,
If ye keep in your hearts my counsel, and perform it with diligent heed,
And speak in mine ancient home-land the word of my desire;
Then rich in goods will I make you, and give to you royal attire.
When at Worms beside Rhine-river your messenger feet shall be brought
To the presence of those my kinsfolk, see ye confess this not
That here ye have ever beheld me in grief as of widowhood.