CHAPTER 14 – FREYAAt that moment, they spotted a large falcon swoop down ahead of them. It was silvery white like an Arctic hunting falcon and came whistling past them like a bolt from the blue, then landed a few metres away.
Erik grabbed Trud’s hand, thinking that the falcon was going to attack them. But Trud just laughed as the large bird of prey flapped its wings and hopped a little closer. “Don’t pay any attention to that old witch,” she laughed. “She is just playing.”
Erik looked at her sceptically and instinctively raised his hand to protect his face. The falcon’s yellow beak was dangerously close.
Trud slapped her thigh and laughed. “Enough!” she shouted. “He doesn’t know you!”
The falcon began to laugh hoarsely like an old woman, and then it began to grow. Slowly the falcon exp
