He had taken off his glove to give her his hand; but he now took the glove and threw it in her face instead.
'I will not own thee, foul woman and heathen dog that thou art!' he said.
Then Storräde drew backwards. But she soon regained the command over herself, and answered:
'That blow may prove thy destruction, King Olaf Trygveson.'
And she was white as Hél when she turned away from him and went on board her ship.
Next night King Olaf had a strange dream. What he saw in his dream was not the earth, but the bottom of the sea. It was a grayish-green field, over which there were many fathoms of water. He saw fish swimming after their prey; he saw ships gliding past on the surface of the water, like dark clouds; and he saw the disc of the sun, dull as a pale moon.
Then he saw the woman he had seen at the church-door wandering along the bottom of the sea. She had the same stooping gait and the same worn garments as when he first saw her, and her face was still sorrowful. But as she wandered along the bottom of the sea the water divided before her. He saw that it rose into pillars, as if in deep reverence, forming itself into arches, so that she walked in the most glorious temple.
Suddenly the King saw that the water which surrounded the woman began to change colour. The pillars and the arches first became pale pink; but they soon assumed a darker colour. The whole sea around was also red, as if it had been changed into blood.