Besides yourselves, one man only knows of my being at Niflheim, and he has vowed secrecy.

Do you do the same ?" The soldiers eagerly gave the required pledge.
"I leave you now," said Sigurd, "at the post of duty.

Let him who would serve me, serve my king." "We will! we will!" cried the men.
Sigurd held up his hand.
"It is enough," said he; "I am content.

And you, friend," said he to the late prisoner, "will you accompany me home ?" The man joyfully consented, and that same night those two departed to the sea, and before morning were darting over the waves towards the Castle of the North-West Wind.
Sigurd's secret was safely kept.

Ulf, to the day of his death, knew nothing of his brother's journey to Niflheim; nor could he tell the reason why the loyalty of his soldiers revived from that time forward.
He died in battle not long after, yet he lived long enough to repent of his harshness towards his brother, and to desire to see him again.
Messengers from him were on their way to the Tower of the North-West Wind at the time when he fell on the field of Brulform.