`No,' said Halvor, `I will not go, for I have not done anything
wrong, and I have no reason to be afraid.'

`He won't ask any questions about that,' said the Princess, `for
he will take you without leave or right; but as you will not go, try
if you can wield that sword which the Troll uses in battle.'

He could not brandish the sword; so the Princess said that he
was to take a draught from the flask which hung by its side, and
when he had done that he could wield the sword.

Soon afterwards the Troll came, and he was so large and stout
that he was forced to go sideways to get through the door. When
the Troll got his first head in he cried: `Hutetu! It smells of a
Christian man's blood here!'

With that Halvor cut off the first head, and so on with all the
rest. The Princess was now exceedingly delighted, but then she
remembered her sisters, and wished that they too were free. Halvor
thought that might be managed, and wanted to set off immediately;
but first he had to help the Princess to remove the Troll's body, so
it was not until morning that he set forth on his way.

It was a long way to the castle, and he both walked and ran to
get there in time. Late in the evening he caught sight of it, and it
was very much more magnificent than either of the others. And
this time he was not in the least afraid, but went into the kitchen,
and then straight on inside the castle. There a Princess was sitting,
who was so beautiful that there was never anyone to equal her. She