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Updated: June 16, 2025
It is said by many men that he fell into bondage; others say that he took refuge in Holmgard, where King Valdemar reigns; and I have even heard it hinted that the viking naming himself Ole the Esthonian, who has lately been warring in England, is none other than Olaf Triggvison.
As soon as the Gueldmars were on board, the anchor was weighed with many a cheery and musical cry from the sailors; the wheel revolved rapidly under Valdemar Svensen's firm hand, and with a grand outward sweeping curtsy to the majestic Fjord she left behind her, the Eulalie steamed away, cutting a glittering line of white foam through the smooth water as she went, and threading her way swiftly among the clustering picturesque islands, while the inhabitants of every little farm and hamlet on the shores, stopped for a while in their occupations to stare at the superb vessel, and to dreamily envy the wealth of the English Herren who could afford to pass the summer months in such luxury and idleness.
"When my lord departs, I am alone and friendless!" The bonde regarded him with kindly pity. "Tears from the stout heart?" he inquired with a sort of grave wonder. "Weep for life, Valdemar not for death! Alone and friendless? Not while the gods are in heaven!
She felt a thrill of shame as she remembered the part she had played in that cruel trick, and reverting once more to the memory of Sigurd, whose tragic end at the Fall of Njedegorze she had learned through Valdemar, she resolved to make amends now that she had the chance, and to do her best for Thelma in her suffering and trouble.
And I beg you, oh, queen! to deal kindly with this king's son so hardly dealt with, and to deal with King Valdemar concerning him that his life may be spared." Then Queen Allogia answered, looking on the lad, that she would do as Sigurd wished. "And now," she added, "tell me how it came to pass that the boy was ever brought across the sea to Esthonia."
There followed a short and sharp struggle that ended on Grathe Heath with the utter rout of Svend's forces. He himself was killed, and Valdemar at last was King of all Denmark. From that time the three friends were inseparable as in the old days when they played about the fields of Fjenneslev.
And oh! the bonde!" here she gave way to a fresh burst of tears "the dear, good, kind, brave bonde! That he should be dead! oh! it is too cruel too dreadful I can hardly believe it!" Ulrika patted her consolingly on the shoulder, but said nothing and Valdemar sighed. Britta sought for her handkerchief, and dried her eyes but, after a minute, began to cry again as recklessly as ever.
Not long was Rand the Strong in mustering his little army of vikings, for he had seen the six ships approaching; he knew them to be the ships of King Valdemar, and quickly guessed with what intent they had come. At sight of the islanders massed in battle array upon the beach Olaf bade his rowers draw yet nearer into the shallows.
For although they well knew that he had been a favourite at the court of King Valdemar, yet none even guessed at the truth that he was a blood descendant of the great Harald Fairhair; and less still did any imagine that he was even now heir to the throne of Norway. None but Thorgils Thoralfson knew his true name.
How he had lifted him and carried him into the house, . . . "By my soul!" interrupted the bonde cheerfully, "thou must have found me no light weight, Valdemar! See what a good thing it is to be a man with iron muscles, and strong limbs, and hardy nerve! By the Hammer of Thor! the glorious gift of strong manhood is never half appreciated! As for me I am a man no longer!"
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