Skirnir

Skirnir promised to do this, though with great reluctance, fearing that all he had to expect was a severe reprimand.

And all the time thick-set Skirnir was laughing at him out of his wide mouth and his blue eyes.

Then Skirnir the Venturesome, the heedless of his words, drew the magic sword from his belt and held it above her.

She lifted herself on her knees and cried out to Skirnir to spare her from the spell of the magic sword.