The Vanir God was not discouraged ! He discreetly asked around, and found that Odin was away wandering in Midgard, as he often did, and that Mother Frigga had gone to visit Thor and Sif at Bilskirnir. The Vanir God saw a window of opportunity open up before him, and he acted quickly. Freyr had Skirnir saddle Blodughofi, and he left at once for Hlidskjalf. On this journey Freyr made his horse live up to its name. He pushed his mount so hard that by the time they reached Odin's hall, his horse was bleeding from both hoofs. As Freyr dismounted he gently stroked Blodughofi' s neck. " I am sorry my old friend ! And I thank you so very much for your fine effort ! I promise you that I will reward you once we return home my friend. " Freyr told him as he walked towards the hall.
When Freyr reached the great golden doors to Odin's hall he paused for a moment, for he knew all too well that it was never wise to disobey the All - Father. At that moment, however, he was not in control of his emotions. Freyr took a deep cleansing breath, and slowly pushed the doors open. Hlidskjalf was not a huge hall, like Valhalla, or Bilskirnir, or even Fensalir. There was a moderate size dining area, a few bed chambers, and of course the raised platform where the two great seats looked out over the nine worlds. Freyr had no interest in the golden tables, or the elaborate carvings that were on every wall. He walked straight to the golden stairs that led to the high seats. When he reached the top of the stairs he placed his hand on the first seat, and looked down below the chair. Under the high seats was a black sooty looking floor that did not match the beautiful marble, or gold and silver, that was used in the rest of the hall. Freyr thought it quite strange as he sat down .
Suddenly, the floor changed from black nothingness into a bright translucent lens that showed the great expanse of the universe. Freyr could see the Great Ash Yggdrasil as it held in its branches Asgard, Alfheim, and Midgard. He saw Mimir's well, Niflheim, and Svartalheim as well. It was too much ! Freyr had to close his eyes for a moment as he became dizzy from the multitude of images that were flooding his mind, and which were not allowing him to concentrate on any one image. After a moment Freyr slowly opened his eyes again, and concentrated his mind on Jotunheim, and in particular Gymir's hall in the midst of the evergreen forest. With a flash of light they suddenly appeared below him ! As he marveled at the sight of Gymir's hall from up above, he noticed out of the corner of his eye a light moving towards the hall from the woods. What the Vanir God saw there took his breath away ! A Jotun, a woman, a beauty that he could never have imagined, was strolling towards the great hall as if she were floating on thin air. Her arms, and her shoulders, were uncovered, and lit up both the sky and the sea in all directions. Freyr had never believed that such a great beauty as this could exist ! With every step she took he fell deeper in love with the shining maiden. But as she reached the hall and stepped inside, disappearing from view, Freyr felt as though his heart had been ripped out of his chest. It was then and there that the great longing began !
When Freyr arrived home he was very depressed. He spoke to no one, and refused food, and drink . At night he lay upon the covers of his bed staring up at the ceiling . He could not sleep at all ! Freyr did not keep up his appearance either, something that horrified both Njordr and Skadhi when they came to visit . Njordr became so concerned when Freyr would not confide in him that he sought Skadhi' s advice. Skadhi suggested that Freyr might feel more comfortable speaking to a faithful servant than to his father who might judge him. Njordr took his wife' s advice. He asked Freyr' s servant Skirnir if he would speak to Freyr, and find out what was troubling him so. Skirnir reluctantly agreed, for he was hesitant to pry into his lord' s problems.
Skirnir stood outside of Freyr's door for several moments before building up the courage to knock . " Enter ! " Freyr shouted in a monotone voice. " I am sorry to bother you my lord, but your father and mother are very concerned about you. They have sent me to find out what vexes a God so much that he does not eat, or drink, or even bathe . " Skirnir told him. " I am glad that you have come to speak to me my old friend . For I cannot keep my grief, and my sorrow to inside any longer . I fear that I will die if I do not tell someone of the great pain I feel ! " Freyr replied. " Please, my lord, tell me what troubles you so ? " the servant said with a look of concern etched on his face. " Skirnir, my faithful servant and old friend, I saw a woman of such great beauty the other day that she has stolen my heart, and in its place I now have only an empty void which even my deepest sorrow can not fill ! " Freyr said dejectedly. " Why does a God fret over something as wonderful as love ? " Skirnir asked. " Because she is a Giantess, and I have been told that no God shall have her ! I cannot even gain entrance to her father' s hall to speak to the fair maiden ! " Freyr screamed in anger and despair. " If you cannot get in to see the fair maiden, then may I suggest, my lord, that you send someone to act on your behalf ." Skirnir told him after a moment of deep thought. " Yes ! Yes ! " Freyr shouted. " You must go my friend and speak to the Jotun maiden ! Court the shining princess, and gain for me her hand in marriage ! " he told his servant. " Whether her family agrees or not ! " he added angrily. " I will leave on this dangerous mission only if you give me your sword that fights on its own my lord. " Skirnir told Freyr. " That is a steep price my friend ......... but the prize is well worth the cost. You shall have it ! And you may take Blodughofi on your journey as well my friend. " Freyr told him. " Then I will leave tomorrow morning my lord ! I will not return unless I have from her a promise of marriage, my lord ! " Skirnir told him emphatically . Freyr handed Skirnir his sword, and patted him on the shoulder. " Thank you my friend ! " he told him . " It is a great honor for me to do this for you, my lord ! " Skirnir said proudly, then turned, and walked out of Freyr's bed chamber. Freyr felt better knowing that Skirnir would gain Gerdr's marriage oath. But the Vanir God still had one very large problem, and he was named Beli !
End Chapter 4
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.
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