Martin Shaw

And they're just falling wild in love with each other in the beautiful, old, romantic and chivalrous way.

But unfortunately, as is often the way with great love stories, the rest of the kingdom is starting to sort of fall apart around it because all his attention is on Scythe.

So something happens that actually cheers all the men up.

The Vikings invade.

They come in, in fact, to the Bay of Dublin.

And finally, old, do you remember Conan Mal, big crowbald Conan?

He goes up and he knocks on the lover's door and he says, Finn, rouse yourself because you've got to go out and protect Ireland.

We've got to deal with the Vikings, you know.

And that does sober Finn for a moment.

But he is so sad to leave Scythe.

He says this, as the bards relate.

bright pulse of my whole understanding sky woman of the dawn you are more tuneful than the fiddle you are a ship in full sail on a mistless wave you were whiter than the swan on the pool

That night at the door when I saw you, I thought the moon herself had fallen into a bed of wild flowers and was singing an old tune I had waited my whole life to hear.

You are my great love.

And they nuzzled, you know, almost like animals nuzzle each other.

And she said, I will wait for you because I know you're in vulnerability.

You could be killed in this battle.

So she said, I will wait on the kind of the parapet so you can see me across the grasses.

And I will be wrapped in your furs.

I'll be wrapped in your cloak.