A maid they offered him, and treasures many, Gudrun, Giuki's youthful daughter.
Time passed and King Giuki died, Gunnar, his son, succeeding him.
To Giuki lead all-verdant ways; the fates point out to wayfarers where the good king a born daughter has; her wilt thou, Sigurd!
There was din of the hoofs of gold when the sons of Giuki rode into the Court.
A sound was heard of gold-shod hoofs, when into the court rode Giuki's heirs.
Giuki had now died, and his eldest son, Gunnar, ruled in his stead.
All welcomed Sigurd most warmly, and Giuki invited him to tarry awhile.
"I deemed the sons of Giuki had been but three," said Brynhild.
King Giuki entreated Sigurd to stay there, and there he remained a while.
And therewith she and hers get them gone home to King Giuki.