Six: Halls of Stone“So, you live after all,” an unfamiliar voice spoke to Hakon. Slowly the boy rubbed his face and began to force his heavy eye lids open. “We were not sure if you would make it but High-Seidr Jadis assured us of your survival.” Finally, his eyes came open where he saw two greyish figures moving about a room lit by a warm hearth.
“Where…where am I?” he said weakly.
“You are in the Hall of Trolltindee, home to the Circle of Light. I was worried you would fall short but as you lost consciousness your body fell from the last step to the main floor of the Hall.”
“I did it?” Young Hakon whispered with no recollection of summiting the steps.
“Just barely,” a third voice called out loudly. “I was about to cast you out but the other brothers of the Circle of Light judged that
