Still she wore round her neck Brisingamen, the necklace that lost her Odur.
"Brisingamen is fair," she said, as she bade farewell to her image in the lake.
Brisingamen and Odur could not live together in the palace of Folkvang.
Then the Immortal went away; but is not Brisingamen better then he?
Brisingamen was reflected in the water too, and its rare colours flashed from the little waves.
