The following is my new short story series entitled "Laufey's Treasure." It is an action adventure series featuring minor characters from my upcoming novel in their own lighthearted journey. I hope you enjoy, it and be sure to catch my previous short story featured in the same universe called "The Adventures of Reynard Olfsson."
Laufey called himself a king, but he was only 15. His father would chide him on this, but everyone knew of his mischief. Since a young child he searched for treasure, climbed Mount Foot and fought the pretend dragons that roamed the caves lining the mountains, and he liked it that way. Though his village was large, the people knew him well, including the shepherd, Sigmundur. Of all the people, only his stories were better than Laufeys'.
One day Laufey was walking up the road from the waters minding his own business when he saw out of the corner of his eye his sister talking with Amma. They had grown up together, the two of them. Laufey secretly liked Amma, but he would never tell. He was thankful however, that his sister, Ragna, was close to her. It meant that he could always see her come down from her father's house every morning to tend to the animals down the road.
"Sounds like a loser to me," Ragna said lazily, "maybe try talking him out of it."
"Oh, well," Amma replied in a delicate voice, "I would just hate to hurt his feelings."
Laufey stealthily edged himself off the road, hiding behind a house. There was a twinkle in his eyes, one of debonair quality. At least he imagined himself to have such a way about him. He gathered that the two talked about a new boy in town, an outsider from Sol. He was a runaway, now reformed. He was garish to Laufey, always talking and never shutting up. "People ought not to be like that," he told Anke once while sitting on a Muskox. Anke shrugged noncommittally leaning back on the pen and staring up at the sky and said forthright, "girls are gross, who needs them?"
Since then he had stopped going to Anke for advice.
"BOO!" Laufey shouted, having lept out from the side of the house when Ragna and Amma passed. Instinctively Ragna screamed and booted Laufey in the stomach.
"Oh, god..." He doubled over holding his side.
"Jesus Christ! Don't sneak up on me like that!" she said, looking rather cross.
"Is he alright?" Amma said in a concerned voice, leaning down to pick him up. Ragna however stopped her, and stood her back up.
"No," she said sternly, "he'll be fine. What are you up to Laufey?"
Laufey clicked his tongue and pulled himself together.
"I am hunting some new treasure, if you must know. And to think I was about to show you."
Amma's brightened up, clapping her hands together in excitement.
"Ooo! I love adventures."
"Nu-uh." Ragna admonished, shaking her head. "I know where this is going."
"Oh please," Laufey pouted. "You would ruin my fun."
"And how would this be different from any other time you claimed to have found treasure?" Ragna looked to Amma agreeably, but Amma's focus was elsewhere: a patch of flowers at the side of the road. Clearing her throat, Ragna grabbed Amma's arm and began to turn around.
"Nope. Not fooling me again you are."
Laufey smiled. He was expecting this, so he pulled out the map.
"Then what does this look like?" He said smugly. Both Amma and Ragna turned around, dumbfounded, their gaze focused on the shimmering construct.
"Okay," Ragna admitted. "You have my attention."
To Be Continued