He loved his dog, that accompanied him everywhere. The prince had also a son, a swaddling babe whose mother had died in childbirth.
One day, Llewelyn and his men were preparing to go out hunting and the baby lay fast asleep in his cradle, that was covered with warm furs and Gelert stayed with the baby.
It was late when the prince returned home and he was tired, but as he entered the room he behed a terrible sight. Furniture lay upturned, tapestries had been ripped from their hangings and the baby’s cradle lay empty on the floor.
He looked down and he saw Gelert, so he killed the dog, thinking that he killed his son.
But, as the dog slumped to the ground, the prince heard a soft whimpering from behind the upturned cradle.
He picked up his son, alive, and he saw a huge wolf lying dead on the floor.
Then, he understood: Gelerts wanted to protect his son.
Gelert's body was buried outside the castle walls, close to the river.
The stone slab, inscribed with his name, still marks the grave and the village nearby still carries the name "Beddgelert" - Gelert's grave.
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