King Skule.
And yet another greeting must you bear. There dwells a penitent woman in the north, in Halogaland; tell her that her son has gone before; he went with me when there was great danger for his soul.
Sigrid.
That will I.
King Skule.
Tell her, it was not with the heart he sinned; pure and blameless shall she surely meet him again.
Sigrid.
That will I. [Points towards the background.] Hark! they are breaking the lock!
King Skule.
[Points towards the chapel.] Hark! they are singing loud to God of salvation and peace!