And in the course of time Aobh brought forth two children, a daughter and a son, Fionnuala and Aodh their names were.  And after a while she was brought to bed again, and this time she gave birth to two sons, and they called them Fiachra and Conn.  And she herself died at their birth.  And that weighed very heavy on Lir, and only for the way his mind was set on his four children he would have gone near to die of grief.

The news came to Bodb Dearg’s place, and all the people gave out three loud, high cries, keening their nursling.  And after they had keened her it is what Bodb Dearg said:  “It is a fret to us our daughter to have died, for her own sake and for the sake of the good man we gave her to, for we are thankful for his friendship and his faithfulness.  However,” he said, “our friendship with one another will not be broken, for I will give him for a wife her sister Aoife.”

When Lir heard that, he came for the girl and married her, and brought her home to his house.  And there was honour and affection with Aoife for her sister’s children; and indeed no person at all could see those four children without giving them the heart’s love.

And Bodb Dearg used often to be going to Lir’s house for the sake of those children; and he used to bring them to his own place for a good length of time, and then he would let them go back to their own place again.  And the Men of Dea were at that time using the Feast of Age in every hill of the Sidhe in turn; and when they came to Lir’s hill those four children were their joy and delight, for the beauty of their appearance; and it is where they used to sleep, in beds in sight of their father Lir.  And he used to rise up at the break of every morning, and to lie down among his children.

But it is what came of all this, that a fire of jealousy was kindled in Aoife, and she got to have a dislike and a hatred of her sister’s children.

Then she let on to have a sickness, that lasted through nearly the length of a year.  And the end of that time she did a deed of jealousy and cruel treachery against the children of Lir.

And one day she got her chariot yoked, and she took the four children in it, and they went forward towards the house of Bodb Dearg; but Fionnuala had no mind to go with her, for she knew by her she had some plan for their death or their destruction, and she had seen in a dream that there was treachery against them in Aoife’s mind.  But all the same she was not able to escape from what was before her.

And when they were on their way Aoife said to her people:  “Let you kill now,” she said, “the four children of Lir, for whose sake their father has given up my love, and I will give you your own choice of a reward out of all the good things of the world.”  “We will not do that indeed,” said they; “and it is a bad deed you have thought of, and harm will come to you out of it.”

And when they would not do as she bade them, she took out a sword herself to put an end to the children with; but she being a woman and with no good courage, and with no great strength in her mind, she was not able to do it.