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It took him a second to recognize the sound of footsteps. He craned his neck and could just make out about two dozen human shapes coming to a stop a dozen feet away. There were too many leaves in his face for him to see any details, and he didn't dare move them out of his way for fear he'd reveal himself to a potential enemy.
"Why did you take the girl?" a woman with a voice like honey asked.
"She drank from the well, Idun," an elderly man said. "Few enough have done that to make every one valuable."
Idun sniffed. "I will send some of my people to guard her."
"There is no need," the man said.
"It was not a request, Old Man," she spat.
"I was only offering a suggestion."
"Do not presume to give me advice. You have no greater wisdom than I."
"You drank from the well, but you do not know the charms."
Laughter rang in the air, and half a dozen other voices murmured. "Oh yes, your precious charms. You've had those from nearly the beginning, and what have you done with them? Nothing. Under my rule, we'll conquer all the words."
"This war is not won yet, Idun."
"It's only a matter of time. What happened to the boy?"
"Can't you see?"
"Something's hiding him." Silence stretched on. "Or someone."
"Don't be ridiculous, Idun. How could I hide something from someone who's drank from the well?"
"Continue to find the paths to other realms. I want the dwarves conquered." Other voices spoke up, but they were cut off by Idun's shout. "I have spoken."
One of the figures moved away from the others and out of Henry's sight. The others grumbled for a while before following. The last one stopped a few feet from Henry and laid his hand on the tree.
"I hung from you with a spear in my side for nine days, old friend," the voice of the man who'd been arguing with Idun said. "Eighteen charms I learned during that time which are known by neither man nor gods." The figure shifted, and Henry had the sense that it was looking at him. "The first can give help in times of strife and anguish."
It waved its hand with a finger extended, leaving a trail of light that faded a second later. The figure began walking away. Henry almost tried to call after him, but warmth blossomed in his chest and spread throughout his body. Pain receded, and strength flowed into his limbs replacing the fatigue. He pushed the branches off of himself and stood up, but the strange figure was gone.
CHAPTER 13
" I t's the talking human."
The high-pitched voice of the squirrel trickled down from the branches. Henry looked up just as a grey ball of fur streaked to the ground and stopped in front of him.
"And it's the talking squirrel," Henry said.
"You did really good at not talking earlier. That wouldn't have turned out well."
"Were those the gods?"
"Of course. Who else holds their meetings in the shadow of Yggdrasil?"
"And the last one who left. Who was that?"
"Odin. Who else?"
"He healed me."
"Oh, he does those things sometimes."
"But why would he help me? Doesn't he work for Idun?"
The squirrel let out a series of squeaks, and it took Henry a second to realize the little animal was
"Why did you take the girl?" a woman with a voice like honey asked.
"She drank from the well, Idun," an elderly man said. "Few enough have done that to make every one valuable."
Idun sniffed. "I will send some of my people to guard her."
"There is no need," the man said.
"It was not a request, Old Man," she spat.
"I was only offering a suggestion."
"Do not presume to give me advice. You have no greater wisdom than I."
"You drank from the well, but you do not know the charms."
Laughter rang in the air, and half a dozen other voices murmured. "Oh yes, your precious charms. You've had those from nearly the beginning, and what have you done with them? Nothing. Under my rule, we'll conquer all the words."
"This war is not won yet, Idun."
"It's only a matter of time. What happened to the boy?"
"Can't you see?"
"Something's hiding him." Silence stretched on. "Or someone."
"Don't be ridiculous, Idun. How could I hide something from someone who's drank from the well?"
"Continue to find the paths to other realms. I want the dwarves conquered." Other voices spoke up, but they were cut off by Idun's shout. "I have spoken."
One of the figures moved away from the others and out of Henry's sight. The others grumbled for a while before following. The last one stopped a few feet from Henry and laid his hand on the tree.
"I hung from you with a spear in my side for nine days, old friend," the voice of the man who'd been arguing with Idun said. "Eighteen charms I learned during that time which are known by neither man nor gods." The figure shifted, and Henry had the sense that it was looking at him. "The first can give help in times of strife and anguish."
It waved its hand with a finger extended, leaving a trail of light that faded a second later. The figure began walking away. Henry almost tried to call after him, but warmth blossomed in his chest and spread throughout his body. Pain receded, and strength flowed into his limbs replacing the fatigue. He pushed the branches off of himself and stood up, but the strange figure was gone.
CHAPTER 13
" I t's the talking human."
The high-pitched voice of the squirrel trickled down from the branches. Henry looked up just as a grey ball of fur streaked to the ground and stopped in front of him.
"And it's the talking squirrel," Henry said.
"You did really good at not talking earlier. That wouldn't have turned out well."
"Were those the gods?"
"Of course. Who else holds their meetings in the shadow of Yggdrasil?"
"And the last one who left. Who was that?"
"Odin. Who else?"
"He healed me."
"Oh, he does those things sometimes."
"But why would he help me? Doesn't he work for Idun?"
The squirrel let out a series of squeaks, and it took Henry a second to realize the little animal was
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