CHAPTER 13 – HÓFVARPNIRThey walked around the grounds of Bilskirnir for some time. Trud was humming a tune and Erik thought that she looked lovely. Erik began to relax and had a good look around. It was rather like walking through some kind of Iron Age museum. Everything was like what he had seen in his history books and heard about the olden days. But this place was very much alive, not just some musty exhibit. There were sounds and smells and vivid colours, and activity everywhere.
The landscape was open and lush. They were walking through Trudvang, and Erik had only seen it in the dark, so everything was new to him. All around them were rolling hills, with meadows, fields and small woods. Large longhouses and fortresses were scattered about, and there were people and dwarves everywhere
