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"Who is letter from Dear?" Wayland said to his daughter. He had seen the way she crumpled it up and noticed her mood had changed.

Several days later, a very tired Raido appeared at the window of Wayland Heimdall. The old man recognized the bird at once and was delighted that perhaps his grandson had sent him a letter. "Here you are," he said placing a handful of owl treats on the windowsill. "Now when you are done...

Wayland sat down in his study and read his morning paper. A scratch at the window alerted him to a familiar owl flapping just outside it. "Come in Raido, what a long way you have come." he said opening the window. The gorgeous brown owl flew in and perched on the back of Wayland's chair...

"I know min datter. But life must continue and Njord will be safe at Hogwarts England. I'm in contact with the headmaster there daily and his professors so you need not worry at all." He gave his child a loving hug and stood before her. "Now, you must pack more quickly or you will miss your...

Wayland entered his daughters room. It hadn't changed much from when she lived here as a teenager and he wished it could be that way again. Before the brutal death of Tyr, Njord's father. Wayland wanted nothing more in life then to see his daughter happy and safe. And while she was on her...

"Oh my sweet, hang in there. Njord will be home soon from his friends, you need to pull yourself together." He pulled her off the chair and gave her a big hug. If only he could take this burden from her.

"My dear, what about your Runes, have they not given you any clues as to which path to follow?" Wayland wished he could make it all better for her and wished she would stop searching but he understood her need for closure. And after so many years of searching, he could not ask her to give up...

Wayland put down his pen and got up to sit in the chair beside his daughter. Her problem was all consuming to her and he knew how much she wanted to see her son so there was no time to waste. "Well then my dear, tell me how your search goes?" He said with a look of serious concern on her face.

Wayland Heimdall looked up from his desk and large smile appeared across his face. "Hello my dear, what a pleasure. Did you have a good trip home?"

Wayland knew full well what his daughter had been doing but was not about to share that knowledge with his wife. Things were heated enough right now with Njord's up bringing. Adding Freya's exploints over the last few years would really not be a good idea. Nanna would never understand Freya's...

Taking a sip of his drink and turning to his wife, Wayland calmly stated, "Well...that didn't go very well now, did it?" He stood up from the sofa they had been sitting on and crossed the room to the sideboard to pour another drink.

Almost startled by the sound of Freya's voice he smiled at her with a twinkle in his eye. "Well you know your mother. She has been fretting for a week getting ready for you to come." Wayland liked to imagine a day when his daughter and her mother would be close but that always seemed to be a...

"Hello, darling. We are all doing very well." He gave his daughter a hug and ruffled the hair on the young boys head. "How was your ride in?" He led them to horse drawn sleigh as he spoke. It had been winter for a while in Iceland and there was lots of snow everywhere. The air was crisp...