I promised I would fight the sea's call, if she became my wife. I might become king over a seafaring people, but she would root me to the land. She was surely the source of all my happiness. How could I desire aught else, if sated in her love?
And I did stay for long years. I fought, truly I did! But part of my heart had long been given to another mistress; Erendis could not oust her rival.
It must have broken her heart to place the oiolairė on my ship's prow.