Short stories, Swedish -- Translations into English; Sweden -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
'"Look, Ingegerd," he said, "here are five blackcocks hanging from my
saddle. In one morning I have killed five blackcocks. Who dost thou
think can boast of better luck? Have you ever heard of a King making a
better capture?"
'But then the Princess was angered that he who barred the way for her
happiness should come so proudly and praise his own good luck. And to
make an end of the uncertainty that had tormented her for so many weeks,
she replied:
'"Thou, father, hast with great honour killed five blackcocks, but I
know of a King who in one morning captured five other Kings, and that
was Olaf Haraldsson, the hero whom thou hast selected to be my husband."
'Then the Svea-King sprang off his horse in great fury, and advanced
towards the Princess with clenched hands.
'"What troll hath bewitched thee?" he asked. "What herb hath poisoned
thee? How hath thy mind been turned to this man?"
'Ingegerd did not answer; she drew back, frightened. Then the King
became quieter.
'"Fair daughter," he said to her, "dost thou not know how dear thou art
to me? How should I, then, give thee to one whom I cannot endure? I
should like my best wishes to go with thee on thy journey. I should like
to sit as guest in thy hall. I tell thee thou must turn thy mind to the
Kings of other lands, for Norway's King shall never own thee."
'At these words the Princess became so confused that she could find no
other words than these with which to answer the King:
'"I did not ask thee; it was the will of the people."
'The King then asked her if she thought that the Svea-King was a slave,
who could not dispose of his own offspring, or if there were a master
over him who had the right to give away his daughters.
'"Will the Svea-King be content to hear himself called a breaker of
oaths?" asked the Princess.
'Then the Svea-King laughed aloud.
'"Do not let that trouble thee. No one shall call me that. Why dost thou
question about this, thou who art a woman? There are still men in my
Council; they will find a way out of it."
'Then the King turned towards his henchmen who had been with him to the
chase.
'"My will is bound by this promise," he said to them. "How shall I be
released from it?"
'But none of the King's men answered a word; no one knew how to counsel
him.
'Then Oluf Skötkonung became very wrath; he became like a madman.
'"So much for your wisdom," he shouted again and again to his men. "I
will be free. Why do people laud your wisdom?"
'Whilst the King raged and shouted, and no one knew how to answer him,
the maiden Astrid stepped forward from amongst the other women and made
a proposal.
'Hjalte must really believe her when she told him that it was only
because she found it so amusing that she could not help saying it, and
not in the least because she thought it could really be done.
'"Why dost thou not send me?" she had said. "I am also thy daughter. Why
dost thou not send me to the Norwegian King?"
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