Then they sailed till they were south off England, and so on to Valland.[375] There is no account of their voyage until they came to a seaport called Verbon (Nerbon).[376] There they learned that the Earl who had governed the city, and whose name was Geirbiörn, had lately died; but left a young and beautiful daughter, by name Ermingerd. She had charge of her patrimony, under the guardianship of her noblest kinsmen. They advised the Queen to invite Earl Rögnvald to a splendid banquet, saying that her fame would spread far if she gave a fitting reception to noblemen arrived from such a distance. The Queen left it to them; and when this had been resolved upon, men were sent to the Earl to tell him that the Queen invited him to a banquet, with as many men as he himself wished to accompany him. The Earl received her invitation gratefully, selecting the best of his men to go with him. And when they came to the banquet there was good cheer, and nothing was spared by which the Earl might consider himself specially honoured. One day, while the Earl sat at the feast, the Queen entered the hall, attended by many ladies. She had in her hand a golden cup, and was arrayed in the finest robes. She wore her hair loose, according to the custom of maidens, and a golden diadem round her forehead. She poured out for the Earl, and the maidens played for them. The Earl took her hand along with the cup, and placed her beside him. They conversed during the day. The Earl sang: Lady fair! thy form surpasses All the loveliness of maidens, Though arrayed in costly garments, And adorned with precious jewels: Silken curls in radiant splendour Fall upon the beauteous shoulders Of the goddess of the gold-rings. The greedy eagle’s claws I redden’d. The Earl stayed there a long time, and was well entertained. The inhabitants of the city solicited him to take up his residence there, saying that they were in favour of giving the Queen to him in marriage. The Earl said he wished to complete his intended journey, but that he would come there on his return, and then they might do what they thought fit. Then the Earl left with his retinue, and sailed round Thrasness. They had a fair wind, and sat and drank, and made themselves merry. The Earl sang this song: Long in the Prince’s memory Ermingerda’s soft words shall linger; It is her desire that we shall Ride the waters out to Jordan; But the riders of sea-horses, From the southern climes returning, Soon shall plough their way to Verbon O’er the whale-pond in the autumn. Then Armód sang: