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Rh Gudrun started up. A savage glare was in her dark eyes. “I will listen to him, my mother. Thou shalt give me every magic power. I will wed him. I can surely do that. This brave Norseman is the slave now of every flash of my eye. I will wed him, my mother, and I will find a moment for the dagger.”