Roedd y haul yn chwilboeth dros Gastell Conwy, lle'r oedd pobl wedi dod ynghyd ar gyfer yr Eisteddfod, yr ŵyl ddiwylliannol fawreddog lle mae cerddoriaeth, dawns a barddoniaeth yn cael eu dathlu yn frwd.

The sun was shining warmly over Conwy Castle, where people had gathered for the Eisteddfod, the grand cultural festival where music, dance, and poetry are celebrated fervently.

Roedd Eilir a Rhys, dau gyfaill o'r un pentref, yno i gymryd rhan mewn cystadlaethau dawnsio traddodiadol Cymreig.

Eilir and Rhys, two friends from the same village, were there to take part in traditional Welsh dance competitions.

Eilir, sydd bob amser yn chwilio am antur a sbri, roedd wedi paratoi'n frwd ar gyfer y diwrnod mawr.

Eilir, who always seeks adventure and enjoyment, had prepared eagerly for the big day.

Ond wrth i'r awr gychwynnol nesáu, sylwodd ar gamgymeriad mawr.

But as the initial hour approached, she noticed a major mistake.

Wrth wisgo ei sgert, sylweddolodd nad ei sgert goch ei hun ydoedd – ond sgert Rhys!

While putting on her skirt, she realized that it wasn't her own red skirt – it was Rhys's!

Ei gyfaill oedd wedi bod yn gofalu am y dillad ar y noson cynt ac yn amlwg, daeth eu sgertiau gymysg.

Her friend had been taking care of the clothes the previous night and evidently, their skirts got mixed up.

Rhys, yn fwy distaw ac yn fwy traddodiadol na Eilir, roedd wedi ymdrechu'n hir i fireinio'i sgiliau dawnsio.

Rhys, being quieter and more traditional than Eilir, had been striving to hone his dancing skills.

Pan welodd ei sgert ar Eilir, roedd ei wyneb mor goch â'r tecstilau o'i flaen.

When he saw his skirt on Eilir, his face turned as red as the fabric in front of him.

Ond, gyda dim ond munudau i aros cyn iddyn nhw alw ei enw, nid oedd amser ar gyfer cyfnewid neu gywiro'r camgymeriad.

But with only moments to wait before they called his name, there was no time for an exchange or to correct the mistake.

Eilir, a oedd bellach yn lapio'i hun yn y sgert liwgar, gorfodwyd i gamu i'r llwyfan, a phawb yn syllu.

Eilir, now wrapped in the colorful skirt, had to step onto the stage, with everyone watching.

Yn ei galon roedd ganddo ddau ddewis – i gilio mewn embaras neu fanteisio ar y cyfle i wneud rhywbeth cofiadwy.

In her heart, she had two choices – to succumb to embarrassment or to seize the opportunity to do something memorable.

Dewisodd ddawnsio.

She chose to dance.

Gyda cherddoriaeth yn cychwyn a chalon Rhys yn curo yn ei wddf, Eilir ddechreuodd symud.

With the music starting and Rhys's heart pounding in his throat, Eilir began to move.

I ddechrau, roedd yn ansicr, ond gan sylweddoli ei fod wedi dal sylw'r gynulleidfa, ennill hyder a gollyngodd ei hun i mewn i'r rhythm.

At first, she was hesitant, but realizing she had captured the audience's attention, she gained confidence and immersed herself in the rhythm.

Ei gamau yn gyflym ac yn siŵr, ei droedfedd yn chwarae'r ddaear yn olau.

Her steps were swift and sure, her feet playing the ground like light.

Daeth y groesgamau a'r naidiau gymhleth yn hawdd iddo, fel petai Rhys ei hun yn arwain ei symudiadau.

The intricate cross steps and complex turns came easily to her, as if Rhys himself were guiding her movements.

Rhys, yn sefyll yn y dorf, aeth o deimlo gywilydd i gyffro yn gwylio Eilir yn cymryd y llwyfan.

Rhys, standing in the crowd, went from feeling sheepish to excited as he watched Eilir take the stage.

Roedd y trychineb bach hwn wedi troi i fod yn foment o falchder, wrth i'w gyfaill ddangos nid yn unig dawn dawnsio ond hefyd dewrder tywysog.

This small mishap had turned into a moment of pride, as his friend showed not only the skill of dancing but also the courage of a prince.

Pan ddaeth y gerddoriaeth i ben, sefyllodd y gynulleidfa i gyd yn eu hesgidiau, yn bloeddio ac yn cymeradwyo'n uchel.

When the music ended, the entire audience stood in their shoes, applauding loudly.

Eilir, ddawnsiwr dewr y sgert goch, wedi ennill calonnau a meddyliau'r pawb a gawsant y pleser o wylio.

Eilir, the brave dancer in the red skirt, had won the hearts and minds of everyone who had the pleasure of watching.

Rhys, hwnnw a roddodd ei sgert i Eilir yn anfwriadol, daeth yn ôl at ei ffrind gyda gwên fawr.

Rhys, who had unintentionally lent his skirt to Eilir, came back to his friend with a big smile.

Ti ddawnsiodd fel arwr," meddai wrtho.

You danced like a hero," he said to her.

Eilir, gyda gwên hyfryd, atebodd, "Ac roedd hi gyd oherwydd dy sgert di."

Eilir, with a lovely smile, replied, "And it was all because of your skirt."

O'r diwrnod hwnnw ymlaen, bu Eilir a Rhys yn fwy na chyfeillion yn unig; daethant yn gymrodyr mewn traddodiad ac enghraifft fod camgymeriadau weithiau'n gallu arwain at fuddugoliaethau mawr a chwerthin hyd y llen.

From that day on, Eilir and Rhys were more than just friends; they became brothers in tradition and an example that mistakes can sometimes lead to great victories and laughter all the way.