Nobody knew where Hallgrim had gone to seek the maiden, though most of them believed that he had gone to the Elfin Mounds. But the Seid-man had gone to Beras grove instead, sensing that this might just be the place. He readied a spot for himself, using furs and dry grass to secure protection from the cold and the humidity of early autumn. He closed his eyes and entered the breathing, silencing his mind. There he sat out on the She-Bears mound for three days and nights, without eating, without drinking, without sleeping. When she finally appeared before him in the moonlight of the third night, he was not sure if he was dreaming. Hallgrim opened his eyes and knew that he had dreamt indeed. The dreamt image of his little Sif blurred and gave way to the fact of the Mare, who sat cross-legged before him, grinning viciously at him with her sharp-filed teeth. "Most gracious and holy Freyia," he whispered hoarsely, mouth dry, "I have come to talk with the Maiden. Is there any way I can come past her guards?" "Not a chance," the Mare chuckled, her eyes the mirrors of madness, "Unless you are dead, or dying already, you shall not have council with the Thunderers daughter." "Then I shall just have to sit here a while longer," he replied, closing his eyes. * The fourth book in the BLADE HONER series about the life of the Oseberg priestess covers the last year that our still very young heroine, Thordis, spends in Rusiyah, and the first trials of manhood proposed by the Vessel.
4.5 stars. Another page-turner in this historical fiction series. Definitely not a series for everyone, though, as there’s quite a few trigger warnings one could apply.