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Updated: May 15, 2025
So the king said to the lad, how his brothers had said he was good to steal the Troll's bed-quilt, with gold and silver patches; so now he must go and do it, or lose his life. Boots answered, he had never thought or said any such thing; but when he found there was no help for it, he begged for three days to think over the matter.
So she gave him the Troll's sword, and bade him take a pull at the flask, that he might be able to brandish and wield it. Just then back came the Troll puffing and blowing and tearing along. He was far stouter and bigger than the other two, and he too had to go on one side to get through the door.
So the lad was willing enough; and when they reached the Troll's house, the Troll was to make up the fire, while the lad went to fetch water for their porridge, and there stood two iron pails so big and heavy, that he couldn't so much as lift them from the ground. 'Pooh! said the lad, 'it isn't worth while to touch these finer- basins: I'll just go and fetch the spring itself.
With a hoarse cry, he caught up a fragment of broken oar and struck Kark over the head so that he fell stunned upon the deck, blood reddening his colorless face. "In the Troll's name!" Valbrand swore, after a moment of utter stupefaction. Alwin laughed between his teeth at Sigurd's despairing glance, and waited to feel the steersman's knife between his ribs.
It is told that Halvor, a typical good-for-nothing fellow and groveler-in-the-ashes, has arrived at a castle inhabited by a princess and a three-headed troll. The princess warns Halvor to beware of the monster, but he decides to await the troll's arrival. Halvor is hungry and asks for meat to eat.
The Bull gored the Troll's eyes out and ran his horns right through him, but the Troll fought as well as he did, and when the Bull had gored one head to death the other heads breathed life into it again, so it was a whole week before the Bull was able to kill him. But then he himself was so worn out and weak that he could not move at all.
But when he came to the hill into which the Princess had been carried, the pinch was how to get up the steep wall of rock where the Troll's cave was, in which the Princess had been hid. For you must know the hill stood straight up and down right on end, as upright as a house-wall, and as smooth as a sheet of glass.
There was joy and gladness in the palace, as may be imagined, and the King did not know how to show enough honour and respect to Ritter Red. Minnikin, however, took home with him an armful of gold and silver hoops from the Troll's ship.
Then the troll asked again: 'Where is my heart? 'It is in a fish, said the fool. 'Would you know that fish? said the troll. 'Yes, bring it forward, said the fool. Then all the fishes came swimming past them, and meanwhile the troll's daughter stood just by the youth's side.
By following the troll's advice, Sigurdur won Margaret, the dean's daughter. This is another story about a troll that comes on Christmas Eve and harms people only when they expose themselves after sunset.
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