Jondul, was the son of Beleseri the Giantess and of Mykrojurs, the Prince of Erenes. He was considered wise among his kin and many though he was small among his people, they thought they saw in him the Yotinir of old. Thus they sought Jondul to be their chieftain. He was strong and greatly respected of their kind, but Jondul was much like his father and he sought a bride in his sire's way.
For the day came when he looked down into a great valley and espied a maiden, Hana, living among the tents of her father's people. So stricken was he with her beauty that he stole among the lodges at night and carried her off to his mountain home.
Now Hana was not surprised for she was a dreamer. It was said that when she was between sleeping and waking she saw things that were to be and they could not be gainsaid. From her youth she had dreamed of being taken afar off and it had come to pass.
Then, though she was stolen from the lodges of her people, she came to love Jondul her captor; and her love was returned by him and so he would deny her nothing. Then Hana lived with Jondul Halfgiant for the space of ten years and had a son by him. Often times she shared her dreams with Jondul, her husband, and he became more wise for hearing them.
But as the years passed, Hana seemed to miss the tents of her father, and the love she bore him consumed her with its sadness. Many times Jondul caught her staring into the great valley with tears in her eyes.
"What does my wife desire?" Jondul asked one day.
"I fear I must die apart from my people," Hana said. "For even now I have seen my fathers death by grief and I know that my death will follow quickly."
Then Jondul grieved and said, "Perhaps it is not yet as you have dreamed. You must return to the tent of your father and take to him this son you have born, so he will know that his line has not perished."
So Hana took her son and departed Jondul and returned to the lodges of her father's people. And Jondul was filled with grief for it was there that she died. And her dream was not gainsaid, for she died apart from those who became her people.
The son of Hana was raised among those who dwell in Eastrun. He became a mighty warlord and hero of his age.
