They finished the rest of the wedding feast and then set off on a tour of the cantrevs of Dyfyd so that Manawydan might get a good sense of the land. They hunted, fished and enjoyed themselves. Manawydan had never seen such a bountiful land and was touched once more by the depth of Pryderi's friendship. And a friendship grew fast between all four, so that none wished to be without the others at all.
The travelers returned, wherein they set up another feast at Alberth, the chief seat of Dyfyd. When the meal was concluded, the companions went to the outskirts of Alberth to Gorseth Alberth, a great grassy hill near to the capital. As they were sitting on the mound, talking of idle things, there came a sound such as thunder rumbling. With an especially loud burst of thunder mist descended ove
