No sooner had they entered the fortress than they were surrounded. Although outnumbered, Naoise and his brothers fought bravely. They were captured and brought before the King. King Connor wanted Naoise and his brothers killed, but none of the Red Branch Knights would kill a fellow knight. Out of the crowd stepped a warrior from another Kingdom, and in one swoop of his sword, cut the heads off Naoise and his brothers. Deirdre’s heart broke with a grief so great that she fell dead upon Naoise’s body.
King Connor had, as Deirdre had suspected, not forgiven them, and had lured Deirdre and Naoise home to kill Naoise and marry Deirdre. Now with Deirdre’s death, he grew even angrier and vowed that, even in death, Deirdre and Naoise would be separated. He buried Naoise in the same grave as his brothers, and in the grave next to him, he buried Deirdre, but then planted a hedge between them.
But upon the graves grew two yew trees, and now, to this day, there stands upon an open field, two yew trees that grew towards and entwined around each other.
Each tree serves as a marker. A reminder of a love so great that even death cannot separate it…