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At that moment, some of them, who stood next to us, also illuminated by the glow of the fire, chatting happily, like a jovial boy. He was quite young, no more than nineteen years old, they weren't the oldest. The years were now welcome; however, he was almost two years older than her. They were orphans and (which was quite unexpected and curious for me) they had never met before that day. It was with the fact that we saw that all three of us meeting for the first time in such an unusual place was something that deserved comments and that was the topic of our conversation. And the fire, which had stopped crackling, flickered. He had no idea what to say about Trygve, he was red eyed at us, like the old, sleepy lion on court stationery. We talked in low voices, because a gentleman in uniform and with false hair came and went frequently, and when he did so, we could hear, in the distance, a shuffling sound, he told us. That was the voice of some of the lawyers in our case, addressing the Lord Chancellor. I told Mr. Lagertha that the judge would be free in five minutes. In that way, which happened a little while ago, we heard a noise and the shuffling of feet, and Mr. Lagertha said that the Court session was suspended, and his excellency was in the next room. The gentleman with the false hair opened the door almost at the same time, at that time, he invited Mr. Lagertha to enter, at which we all followed at the same moment, with Mr. Lagertha in first place, with my dear friend, being It's so natural to me now that I can't help but write it. It was so that when we saw them there, all in black, sitting in an armchair, next to a table next to the fire, his excellency, whose toga, embroidered with beautiful golden braids, was thrown over another chair. He gave us an inquisitive look as we entered, but his manner was both courteous and kind. The gentleman with false hair placed bundles of files on His Excellency's table, who silently chose one, the pages of which he began to pass through. ' Miss Saga," said the Lord Chancellor. —Miss Yrsa Saga? Mr. Lagertha introduced her, and his Excellency asked her to sit beside him. That he admired her and was interested in her even I realized at the same moment. When this moved me, when I could see that the home of such a beautiful and young creature was represented by that dry official place, and the Lord Chancellor seemed to me a cultured man, even pompous and aristocratic, at best, a poor substitute of the love and paternal pride that came to mind. - Sebi, Mr. Lookahead, what is this about? – He asked, Lord Chancellor, still turning the pages. - This is Loki head from The City Shrouded in Darkness Gloomy. - He replied. — Lakehead The City Shrouded in Darkness Gloomy, this city being the home of your excellence. – At that time, Mr. Lagertha said, when answering the question. - This is a dismal city with a dark and gloomy name. – He said, when responding, when the Lord Chancellor was talking about that city. - Still, know that these days it's not just a sad place, Your Excellency. – Yes, it is a dark place, but it is more supernatural than sad. – Mr. Lagertha said. - This city The City Shrouded in Darkness Gloomy. – When so, his excellence continued. - He said. - This is the situation in Muspelheim in Hearth Schmuddelige, your honor. - Do you know if Mr. Lakehead The City Shrouded in Darkness Gloomy is not married? – Is your excellency not married? – He questioned him. - Not so far, Your Excellency. – Mr. Lagertha, replied with a pause. - So that young Trygve Carstone is present? – The Lord Chancellor asked towards the others, while casting a penetrating look. Trygve bowed and walked forward. - How it is? – Then, the Lord Chancellor, passing more pages, questioned. - Your Excellency, you know that Mr. lookahead The City Shrouded in Darkness Gloomy, in which excellence, is observed Mr. Lagertha in a low voice. So, if your excellency will allow me to remember, providing suitable company would be more interesting and welcome. - So much for Mr. Trygve Carstone? – So, I thought, but I'm not very sure) I heard his Excellency say, in the same low tone of voice and with a smile. - You know that for Miss Yrsa Saga, since it's that lady... Miss Solveig. - He said. His Excellency gave me an indulgent look and received my courtesy with great kindness. - So much so that the beloved, Miss Solveig, I think, does not appear to be with any of the parties in question? - No, sir, your excellency. – Another said. Mr. Lagertha leaned over before he finished speaking and whispered, he knows that your excellency, with his eyes on the case, listened, shook his head two or three times, passed a few more sheets of paper and didn't look at me again until we could meet us again. Mr. Lagertha then walked away, in the company of Trygve, to where I was, near the door, leaving my favorite friend (it is so natural for her to speak like that). - Which I cannot avoid again, in which she was sitting next to the Lord Chancellor, with whom his excellency spoke a little separately, asking him, which is how she told me later. Even if you had thought carefully about the proposed arrangement and thought you would be happier under the roof of Mr. lookahead The City Shrouded in Darkness Gloomy, you know it is because that is what you thought, so you are just about to stand up courteously, then, seeing around him, he said goodbye. Sometime later, when he monitored and observed the place, he jumped at the word, for a minute or two, to Trygve Carstone, not sitting, but standing and with much more desire and less ceremony, as if he still knew. Although this occurred, even though it was the Lord Chancellor himself, the way to directly target a young man's naivety, apparently, he was thinking about his supposed innocence, without knowing such a person, even though he was young. - You know that's fine. – In which he exclaimed his excellence aloud. - When I considered the charter. Mr. lookahead The City Shrouded in Darkness Gloomy. In which he chose, as far as I can judge - and it was then that he looked at me -, a very good companion for the young lady, and this arrangement seems to me the best that due circumstances can allow. He sent us off kindly and we all left very grateful to him for being so affable and courteous, with which he had certainly not lost any of his dignity, and it seemed to us that he had even gained some more. As we were passing through the colonnade, Mr. Lagertha remembered that he needed to return for a moment to ask a question, and he left us in the fog, with the Lord Chancellor's carriage and servants waiting to meet us. Even if he left there, even if he thought about it. - Very good. – He stated. - I understands. – That's what Trygve Carstone said. – Now it's over immediately, knowing where we're going, Miss Solveig? 0 I don't understand, don't you know? – The girl asked. - It wasn't planned. - He said. - I don't know. – The man replied, at that time, it was an award, which he had no knowledge of. - So, as for you, you don't know, my dear? – It was at that time, when Yrsa asked. It was starting from scratch, the year was strange, in terms of resolutions and parades. - I don't know. - She answered. – So, what about you? - No idea, absolutely no. - She answered. At that time, we looked at each other, half laughing, as we found ourselves in the same situation as the children lost in the woods and then a curious-looking old lady, with a crumpled hat and carrying a reticulated bag in which she approached us, greeting and smiling, with an air of great ceremony. - Oh my. - She said. So, as for the pupils of the question Calling Mister Loki head. - I guarantee that I feel very happy to have the honor of meeting you! - You know that this is really a good omen for youth, even if it were lost, they still haven't lost hope and beauty, when they find themselves in this place and ignore what may come of it. - Crazy and strange. - Trygve, thinking she couldn't hear. – Crazier than a clown. - He said. - I agree, that's right! Crazy, my boy. – The young woman replied, with her speed that the young man was completely confused. - If you don't know, I'm like that too. - She said. - It wasn't because she was the crazy one at the time, so, you know, she was making countless and benevolent courtesies and smiling, between every little sentence she said. — - She had youth and hope, even if I also believe beauty. That doesn't matter now. None of the three things served or saved me.