It took days to get back to Villmark, but only half the number of days it had taken to get to that tower.
And I spent most of them alone on top of that wagon. Well, alone with Mjolner.
It might have been too much time alone with my thoughts. But the roads were so narrow that Kara and I had to drive the wagons one after the other. Side by side we could almost carry on a conversation, but single file it was impossible.
Not that Kara was alone. Most days, Thorge was up there with her. He looked like he was doing a lot of sleeping sitting up, and more than once I saw Kara snatch hold of his cloak to pull him upright again before he could tumble down to the road below. But it was human company.
Frór and the other Thors were recovering, but painfully slowly. Kara hunted as much as she could,
