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“Where is she, Uffe?” Einar spat the words out leaving a trail of
spit on the man’s face.
“Leave me alone. I need a drink. Where… Aaah!” With blood
running freely from his broken nose, Uffe now found breathing
through his mouth easier.
Einar leaned in closer. “If you don’t give me satisfactory answers,
I’ll cut off your balls, Seidr-man and leave you tied to a stake so your
tame wolves can enjoy a good meal.”
Uffe nodded as he began wiping away the blood from his face.
“Inger is safe but lost. You know I am a sorcerer; you know the gods
favour me. But you could never understand the massive surge of
energy flowing through my body two days ago. I felt so powerful, so
mentally strong. Soon afterwards, your beautiful Inger visited me.
She knew about my new power. I asked her how she knew but she
ignored my question. Instead, she begged me to use my potency and
send her into the future. I told her no, I am only a Seidr and it wasn’t
possible. She pleaded, threatened me, and offered me her body. And
that’s when I knew something was wrong. Your Inger would never
stray like that. Her kind deeds have helped many families and her
warm smile is welcomed everywhere. More importantly, she loves
you, body and soul.”
Einar looked at the sorcerer trembling before him. Maybe, Uffe
was telling the truth, he thought. But maybe he wasn’t? “Go on!”
“To placate her feelings, I… reluctantly agreed.” Seeing two ice-
cold orbs boring into him, Uffe edged further away.
“You agreed? If I didn’t need to know what happened, I’d gut you
now, you pathetic swine.” Einar spat at the Seidr, allowed him to see
vengeance in his eyes as he awaited an answer.