Siegfried, the which irked her sore; she fell to weeping, and the hot
tears ran down her bright cheeks.

Whereupon the host said, "What aileth thee, sweet Lady, that the light of
thine eyes is dim? Rejoice shouldst thou rather, for my land and rich
castles and true liegemen are all subject to thee."

"I have cause to weep," said the maiden. "I grieve from my heart for thy
sister, that she sitteth there by thy vassal. I must ever weep to see
her so shamed."

But King Gunther answered, "I prithee, silence! Another time I will tell
thee why I gave my sister to Siegfried. May she live happily with the
knight."

But she said, "I must grieve for her beauty and her birth. If I knew
whither I might flee, I would not suffer thee by me, till that thou hadst
told me how Siegfried hath gotten Kriemhild."

Gunther answered them, "Hearken, and I will tell thee. Know that he hath
lands and castles even as I, and is a rich king; wherefore I give him my
beautiful sister gladly to wife." Yet, for all the king could say to
her, she was downcast.

The knights rose from the table, and the tourney waxed so fierce that the
castle rang with the noise. But the king wearied amidst of his guests.
He thought, "It were softer alone with my wife." And his heart dwelled
on the mickle joy her love must bring him, and he looked at her sweetly.

Then they stopped the tourney, that the king might retire with his wife.