as the exiled maid.
(15) "Nentwin" is not found in any other saga, and nothing else
is known of him. See W. Grimm, "Heldensage", 103.

ADVENTURE XXIII. How Kriemhild Thought To Avenge Her Wrongs.

With great worship of a truth they lived together until the seventh
year. In this time the queen was delivered of a son, at which King Etzel
could not have been more joyful. She would not turn back, until she
brought it to pass that Etzel's child was christened after the Christian
rite. Men named it Ortlieb; (1) at this great joy arose over all of
Etzel's lands. Whatever courtly breeding Lady Helca had possessed, Dame
Kriemhild practiced this full many a day. Herrat, the exiled maid, who
in secret grieved full sore for Helca, taught her the customs. Well was
she known to the strangers and the home-folk. They vowed that never had
a kingdom had a better or more bounteous queen. This they held for true.
She bare this praise among the Huns until the thirteenth year. Now wot
she well, that none would thwart her, as royal men-at-arms still do to a
prince's wife, and that all time she saw twelve kings stand before
her. Over many a wrong she brooded, that had happed to her at home. She
thought likewise on the many honors in the Nibelung land, which she
had there enjoyed and of which Hagen's hand had quite bereft her at
Siegfried's death, and if perchance she might not make him suffer for
his deed. "That would hap, if I might but bring him to this land." She
dreamed that Giselher, her brother, walked often with her hand in hand.
Alway she kissed him in her gentle slumber; later suffering came to
both. I ween, the foul fiend did counsel Kriemhild this, that she
withdrew her friendship from Giselher, whom for forgiveness' sake she
had kissed in the Burgundian land. At this hot tears again gan soil her
robe. Early and late it lay within her heart, how without fault of hers
they had made her wed a heathen man. Hagen and Gunther had brought her
to this pass. This wish she seldom gave over in her heart. She thought:
"I am so mighty and have such great wealth, that I can do my foes an
injury yet. Full ready would I be for this towards Hagen of Troneg. My
heart doth often yearn for my faithful kin. Might I be with those who
did me wrong, my lover's death would be well avenged. Scarce can I abide
this," spake Etzel's wife.

All the king's men, Kriemhild's warriors, bare her love in duty bound.
Of the chamber Eckewart had ch