"Remember that we part for the last time." Again she kissed me and went, laughing happily.
The morning came.

All was prepared.

From far and near the guests were gathered, waiting to do honour to the marriage feast.

Even some of the men of Agger were there, who had come to pay homage to their new lord.
The spring sun shone brightly, as it should upon a marriage morn, and without the doors the trumpeters blew blasts with their curved horns.

In the temple the altar of Odin was decorated with flowers, and by it, also decorated with flowers, the offering awaited sacrifice.