hvor mange er der her?torgar asked, and then his grin teased.
må jeg vide det? eller tror du, jeg er spio?naught but an edgy boy he was, and one who might well ruin his own interview here this day.
but his eyes danced with mirth; torgar could not help himself, and missed dagfinn terribly in that moment. he hoped his brother was hale and happy, stuffed with food and provided with a soft bed. grief began in his throat, but under no circumstance would it find voice until he was well and alone.




