Then said the king, "I will try to guess what it is. Are there any men who displease thee?"
"Dost thou think thou art held in less esteem by me than thou wouldst like to be?"
"Hast thou observed anything whatever that has made an impression on thee at which thou art ill pleased?"
He replied, it was not this either.
The king: "Would you like to go to other chiefs or to other men?"
The king: "It is difficult now to guess. Is there any girl here, or in any other country, to whom thy affections are engaged?"
The king said, "Do not be melancholy on that account. Go to Iceland when spring sets in, and I shall give thee money, and presents, and with these my letters and seal to the men who have the principal sway there; and I know no man there who will not obey my persuasions or threats."
Ivar replied, "My fate is heavier, sire; for my own brother has the girl."