The Abduction Of Thrudr
Far Away From Home
Thrudr liked to come to Midgard. She started coming to the land of the humans almost as soon as she could ride. For several years now she had been visiting these Midgardian lands to try and figure out what her father saw in these strange beings. She thought they were such a silly bunch ! Humans were constantly getting themselves into trouble, and then they would have to spend what precious little years that they lived trying to find a way out of their predicaments. The only thing she could compare humans to was her uncle Loki, who also had a knack of getting himself into, and out of trouble. Her father, on behalf of her grandmother Jord, protected the Midgardians from the Jotuns, who were always trying to take back the lands that they believed rightly belonged to them.
As Thrudr quickly approached the border of Jotunheim, she noticed a rather large lake nestled beneath a huge white capped mountain. " Would you like a nice cool drink my friend ? " she asked Gullhofi. Thrudr had her answer even before she could pull on the reins. Gullhofi turned and headed for the shore of the lake without breaking its stride. When they reached the large placid lake Thrudr dismounted, and brought Gullhofi over to the edge of the water. As she looked out on the lake she noticed that the water on the Jotunheim side was frozen on the surface, while the Midgard side was not. Thrudr was so fascinated by the phenomena that she did not notice that she was no longer alone !
Hrungnir had been riding his horse by the Midgard border when he saw a rider off in the distance flying like the wind. The Jotun was amazed at how fast they were galloping along. Then he noticed that the horse had six legs, and decided that he wanted a closer look at this fine, and very unusual animal. Hrungnir followed the horse at a distance until the rider pulled up at the lake that sat on the border between the two realms. Quietly, the Jotun walked his horse up to the waters edge, a short distance from the now dismounted rider. Hrungnir was shocked when he saw the rider walk around the horse into view. The rider was a young woman ! Possibly even a Goddess ! A Goddess all alone on the Jotun side of the border ? Hrungnir' s mind began to think of all the possibilities of such a situation.
" That is a fine horse you have there young lady . " Hrungnir shouted over to her. Startled, Thrudr turned and quickly placed her hand on the hilt of her sword. " I saw how fast your mount is, and I am very impressed ! " the Jotun told her as he slowly approached the young woman. Thrudr kept her hand on her sword as she answered : " His name is Gullhofi, and he is descended from the famous horse Sleipnir. " Hrungnir stopped dead in his tracks ! " Sleipnir !? Odin' s mount !? " he asked excitedly. " Yes, my grandfather gave him to me as a present. " she told the Jotun proudly. Hrungnir smiled, a wicked smile. This was almost too good to be true ! His mind now raced with all the evil possibilities. He could steal her horse, and breed him with his mounts. Then he would have the fastest horses in all of Jotunheim. Or he could kidnap the Goddess and ransom her back to the Gods for a small fortune ! Then he grinned even wider. Better yet I will steal her horse, and kidnap her for ransom ! The daughter of Thor and the granddaughter of Odin would fetch a huge price ! He, Hrungnir, would be the richest, most powerful, Giant in Jotunheim !
Hrungnir thought for a moment, and then turned to the young Goddess and asked : " Why don' t we see which horse is faster my dear ? " Then Hrungnir pointed off into the distance. " The next valley is just a short ride from here. We could race to that valley, and the first one to get back to this lake is the winner. And..... the winner gets to keep the other's horse. " the Jotun added slyly. " No thank you my Giant friend ! I am not interested in your challenge. " she replied. " Yes... well... I could see why you would be frightened my dear. My horse, Gullfaxi, has never been defeated ! " Hrungnir told her trying to push the challenge. " I am not afraid of your horse ! I am simply not interested in your contest ! " she told the Jotun more sternly.
Hrungnir could see that his deception to lure her deeper into Jotunheim was not working so he decided to change his tactics. " Well then my dear, I will just have to take your mount by force ! " he shouted at her while pulling out his hone weapon from his belt. Thrudr smiled as she drew her sword. " You will not find that to be as easy a task as you might think my ugly friend ! " she shouted back at him. " We will see about that you puny little Goddess ! " Hrungnir yelled back.
The Jotun took the first swing, but missed as the little Goddess ducked under his thrust, and rolled on the ground. As she sprung up behind Hrungnir she shouted : " Over here you big ugly monster ! " Hrungnir swung his hone, and as he turned he aimed at the sound of her voice, but Thrudr had already rolled again, and was now standing across from where she once was. The Jotun hit nothing but open air, which infuriated him even more. As Hrungnir searched for his little opponent he felt a sharp pain in his lower leg. Thrudr had moved to his side, and with a quick stroke of her sword, sliced her blade into the Jotun's calf muscle. Hrungnir stumbled, and looked over at his opponent in disbelief. " You little bitch ! You will pay for that ! " he screamed at her.
Hrungnir no longer cared if the Goddess lived or died ! The Jotun rushed at Thrudr swinging his hone from side to side with all his might. The Goddess was able to block each of his massive blows, but each one slowly pushed her backwards towards the water' s edge. As she blocked an especially vicious swing, her foot slipped in the mud of the lake bank. Thrudr tried to keep upright, but as she lost her balance the Jotun swung again, and knocked her down. When the Goddess hit the muddy bank her head swung violently backwards and hit a small boulder that was sitting on the shore at the edge of the water. The last image Thrudr had was of the hairy Jotun standing over her with his weapon held high. Then everything went black.
Hrungnir raised his hone over his head, and swung it at the defenseless Goddess. Just before the weapon was about to strike he changed its direction slightly, allowing it to narrowly miss the head of the Goddess. As the hone splatted into the mud Hrungnir yelled at the unconscious Goddess : " No ! You are worth more to me alive than dead you stupid little bitch ! The Gods will not pay ransom for a dead Goddess ! " Hrungnir walked over to Gullfaxi, and pulled out a length of rope from his saddle. He tied Thrudr' s arms and legs together, and then picked her up and tied her over her own horse. With his prizes in tow Hrungnir slowly and carefully began the long journey back to his hall. " My fellow Jotun's will sing my praise when I show them what I have done ! " he yelled at the distant mountains. The echo startled two ravens, who were perched in the high branches of an evergreen tree, setting them to flight. As the birds reached Asgard, Hrungnir began the long trek up into the high peaks region of Jotunheim.
End Chapter 1
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.
Next : Chapter 2 : Held Captive.