203 You know, there was a man in my city, who had
long wanted my daughter. After two years we thought you dead, and when
he spoke for her again, I gave my consent. He said he would be good to
the child, and treat it as his own, which he did.
204 But my daughter would not fulfill a wife's duties. She refused to
even say her vows.
205 One night the man tried to take her by force...I don't mean he beat
her, or anything, he just would not stop when she struggled. She broke
away, ran from the tent, and in the darkness tripped over a tent peg,
fell, and struck her head on a rock.
206 She died in an instant, knowing no pain. When the man found her, he
was so filled with grief he took out his dagger and drove it through
his own heart.
207 His people brought the child back to me, saying they did not want
it, that it was an omen of death, and brought only sorrow. So I raised
the boy myself, like a new son, in my old age, and never did I have a
complaint at his actions.
208 When the fighting time came, and we went down to help our blessed
neighbors, his courage in battle was next to none. Then, we heard the
incredible tales of this Great Mountain, the Giant who had conquered
Tr, my grandson inquired, “could this be my father?'
209 And I knew that we would have to come and find out. So it is, we
are here, and glad I am that it is you. It is with an aching heart that
I wish I could've brought you also, a bride, the one who had always
been true to your memory, even to death."
210 The old man began to weep, and Great Mountain put his hand on his
shoulder. "Grieve not," he comforted, "it is long passed, and all that
happened was by no means your doing. Let us put it aside