As the Earl
waited for our answer, there was an intense feeling of frustrated anticipation
building in the room. At its center was
the Earl, whose eyes flitted between each of us.
I suddenly
felt very self-aware as his eyes locked onto me and stared deeply into my own,
as if to ask the question again.
I said
nothing, as did everyone else.
There was no
way that I would leave now, with all I had done for this chance.
The Earl
continued to look around, and then relaxed, sitting in his chair at the head of
the hall. Despite his ease, the room
remained rife with tension.
“Then I will
begin...” he concluded.
“I would
first like to say how proud I am, to have young men and women of such courage
and honour within my people. You do me a
great service by being true men and women of the North” he announced.
The Earl’s
voice was deep like my father’s, and he spoke carefully. I was calmed by his tone, and I felt a sense
of pride in his words, which rung true to how I felt of myself.
I noticed a
touch of movement in the corner of my eye, and found Ulfr Hailagasson taking a
deep and exaggerated breathe, obviously not as captivated by his father’s
praise.
“I want you
all to know that what you face is dangerous.
In truth, I do not know how dangerous.
I do know that it will cost many lives, and yours may be among those
claimed.”
Now I heard
a sound, like a tapping foot, and turned to the young woman around my age who
had been standing near Ulfr when I arrived.
She was tapping the ground with her toe, which showed how badly her
mother had taught her respect.
I may not be a master with words, but even I
know the basic rules of how to treat an Earl I thought.
“Recently,
there have been a number of people disappearing near the mountains...” the Earl
continued. “I find these disappearances
deeply troubling...”
I paused on
the thought. I don’t know how dangerous this could be... after all, people often go missing near the
mountains...
“You’re all
thinking that I’m mad to see such events as foreboding, but I have to warn you
all: There are a number of things that I
find strange and disturbing about what is happening.”
The room
seemed to become more attentive.
“First, I
will have you know that most of the missing are women...” he began, before a
voice rang up from beside me.
“That could
just be organized bandits, or Southerners” said a man with long brown hair.
The Earl
shook his head slowly.
“That cannot
be the case, young Skorri. These
disappearances are too far within our borders, and besides...there is more...”
he trailed off, as if unsure of his own thoughts. “There are stories of beasts, taking these
people in the night.”
This time, I
could hear chuckles from a few around the room.
Again,
Skorri spoke.
“Those are just
stories, imagined by townsfolk who wish to see monsters instead of men. No one should believe such imaginings” he
stated.
Now Ulfr
spoke, at last.
“No Skorri,
these are not imaginings. I rode out to
the towns myself, to make sure of it.
There is something truly disturbing happening...”
I hung on
his words, as did everyone else.
“I found
little evidence, but there were tracks and other signs at the last few places
where people had gone missing. Among
other things, the tracks were those of a beast, but in sets of two...”
I swallowed
hard. Ulfr was not the type of man who
would speak such words carelessly. He
had a reputation, and he would not dishonour it on a fool’s quest.
I turned
back to the Earl as he began to speak again.
“From what I
learned, the beast will likely be in the hills near Ljosavatn in a matter of
days. You will have time to ride that
distance, but only if I leave by morning.
That is why I called you all here with such urgency.”
The woman
that was tapping her foot spoke up.
“And what
should we do once we arrive in Ljosavatn?” she asked the Earl.
He turned
his head to her.
“Agmundr, my
chief advisor, will lead you all to Ljosavatn.
What you do from there, I leave to him.
Whatever steps you take, you must find out what sort of beast is roaming
my lands and put an end to these disappearances: No matter the cost.”
“Why is Ulfr
not going to lead us?” asked Skorri, sounding worried.
Hailaga
smiled. “Do not fear, Skorri. Ulfr will be along as well, but he must rest
for a day. He has only returned from his
journey, and you must leave at first light.”
There was a
pause, and Skorri seemed to relax.
“Now head
off to your beds, and rest before morning” Earl Hailaga concluded. “You may not
have another full night’s rest in many days.”
As the room
began to shuffle, and people began to move towards the doors, I heard my
name. The voice was that of the Earl.
“Come here
for a moment, Sigrid” he called.
As the
others began to leave, I slowly approached Earl Hailaga. When I reached him, I noticed his eyes
roaming across my body, obviously unconcerned if I noticed. Men of his stature often felt that they had a
right to do anything they pleased, and they often did.
When he was
finished inspecting me, he gave me a solemn nod and I bowed slightly in
respect.
“I regret
having to meet you under such terrible circumstances as these, Sigrid
Thorodsdotter. I’ve heard tales of you
from others in Osfjoll” He said proudly. “I’ve always been impressed by your mother,
and I’m glad to see that you take after her”
As he spoke
about my mother, I noticed the Earl lightly bite his lip.
“Thank
you...” I said to him, feeling self-conscious.
“But that is
no matter. I am glad you could
come. I can only hope that even under
the circumstances of our meeting, this will mark the beginning of a strong bond
between us.”
Even with
such kind and innocent words, I felt another tinge of discomfort.
“As do I” I
said, unsure how I should respond.
Hailaga
smiled deeply.
“Geirny will
lead you to where you may sleep, and she will wake you just before sunrise” he
said, gesturing to the doorway by which Geirny now stood.
“Thank you,
Earl Hailaga” I nodded, and moved toward the door.
As I walked
away, I heard the Earl’s voice murmur from behind me.
“I hope you
survive your journey.”
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