The sagacious Lunet, whose confidante she is, suggests to her that, unless she enlists some doughty knight as her champion, the king will confiscate her fief; and that there is no champion like a husband.

A very little more finesse effects the marriage, even though the lady is made aware of the identity of her new lover and her own husband's slayer.

(It is of course necessary to remember that the death of a combatant in fairly challenged and fought single contest was not reckoned as any fault to his antagonist.) Ywain actually shows his prowess against the King: and has an opportunity of showing Kay once more that it is one thing to blame other people for failing, and another to succeed yourself.

And after this the newly married pair live together happily for a time.

But it was reckoned a fault in a knight to take too prolonged a honeymoon: and Ywain, after what the French call _adieux dechirants_, obtains leave for the usual "twelvemonth and a day," at the expiration of which, on St.
John's Eve, he is without fail to return, the engagement being sealed by the gift from his lady of a special ring.