Hulda was a delightful and pleasant young girl. Her manners were charming. You would probably say that Hulda was as sweet as an angel. And she was–just as long as she got her own way. If she didn't, watch out! Say "No" to Miss Hulda and she would begin such a terribly, horribly loud screaming that even the bold and hardy Vikings had to give in. Hulda was spoiled, there was no doubt. That is until she went berrying one day, of course against everyone's advice. She encountered a huge but very young troll. He was no match for Hulda's screaming and so called his mother to help. But she, too, was quickly convinced by the ear-splitting, spine-chilling screams to let Hulda have her own way. And so she did until she met the most majestic, titanic father troll of them all.
