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'What craft shall we follow? asked Pryderi. 'We will make shields, answered Manawyddan. 'But do we know anything of that craft? answered Pryderi. 'We will try it, said Manawyddan, and they began to make shields, and fashioned them after the shape of the shields they had seen; and these likewise they enamelled.
'To-night I will watch here, thought he, 'for whosoever carried off the other corn will in like manner take this, and I will know who it is. So he hid himself and waited. The hours slid by, and all was still, so still that Manawyddan well-nigh dropped asleep.
And thus sat they: the king of the Island of the Mighty and Manawyddan, the son of Llyr, on one side, and Matholch on the other side, and Branwen, the daughter of Llyr, beside him. And they were not within a house, but under tents. No house could ever contain Bendigeid Vran. And they began the banquet, and caroused and discoursed.
"Lady," said Pryderi, "I did offer thee as a wife to Manawyddan the son of Llyr." "By that will I gladly abide," said Rhiannon. "Right glad am I also," said Manawyddan; "may Heaven reward him who hath shown unto me friendship so perfect as this." And before the feast was over she became his bride.
And the damsel thereupon took courage, and was glad. "Truly, lady," said Manawyddan, "it is not fitting for us to stay here; we have lost our dogs, and cannot get food. Let us go into England; it is easiest for us to find support there." "Gladly, lord," said she, "we will do so." And they set forth together to England. "Lord," said she, "what craft wilt thou follow? Take up one that is seemly."
'Whither have they gone, and my host also? cried Manawyddan, and they searched the hall, and there was no man, and the castle, and there was none, and in the dwellings that were left was nothing save wild beasts. For a year these four fed on the meat that Manawyddan and Pryderi killed out hunting, and the honey of the bees that sucked the mountain heather.
Now they received warning of this, and took counsel whether they should leave the city. "By Heaven," said Pryderi, "it is not my counsel that we should quit the town, but that we should slay these boors." "Not so," said Manawyddan, "for if we fight with them, we shall have evil fame, and shall be put in prison. It were better for us to go to another town to maintain ourselves."
And the craftsmen were wroth, and banded together to slay them. 'Pryderi, said Manawyddan, when he had received news of it, 'we will not remain in England any longer. Let us set forth to Dyved. So they journeyed until they came to their lands at Narberth. There they gathered their dogs round them, and hunted for a year as before. After that a strange thing happened.
Still, since she was caught, I will restore thee Pryderi and Rhiannon, and will take the charm from off thy lands. I have told thee who she is; so now set her free. 'I will not set her free, answered Manawyddan, 'till thou swear that no vengeance shall be taken for this, either upon Pryderi, or upon Rhiannon, or on me.
Pwyll and Rhiannon had a son, whom they named Pryderi. And when he was grown up, Pwyll, his father, died. And Pryderi married Kicva, the daughter of Gwynn Gloy. Now Manawyddan returned from the war in Ireland, and he found that his cousin had seized all his possessions, and much grief and heaviness came upon him.
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