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Even though I knew my grandmother was there and I knew she had driven the Wild Hunt away, I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes.
I didn't let go of Thorbjorn's hand either.
"Bring them inside," I heard Frór saying. Hands lifted me to my feet, but Thorbjorn tucked me close to his side protectively. I kept my eyes closed and let him guide me until we were safely indoors.
"I should have been told far, far sooner," my grandmother was grousing from somewhere behind me.
"I told you the minute I knew myself," Frór told her.
"Not the very minute," she snapped back.
"Please, no fighting amongst ourselves," I said, still with my eyes closed.
The two of them fell quiet. Thorbjorn guided me up a short flight of stairs and then through a doorway. Only when I heard that door close behind us
