When it came within a week of the time, the son of the King of Scotland spoke to his father. Said he, “A good neighbour to you was the King of Erin ever.”
“Good he was, my son, and I to him likewise.”
“And he never put war nor battle on you.”
“Nor I on him, my son.”
“I am making one request of you, father.”
“Every request you make of me I will give you, except to go to fight in Erin.”
“Won’t you give me that, father?”
“I have fear of your getting married.”
“My hand and my word to you, father, that that woman I will not wed till I come back to you.”
“With that request, go, and I will give you my blessing.”