Sugar Hill
While Arna takes one of the cookies and divides it up into Nisse sized, portions, the Troll pauses and thinks.
"Yes," he grumbles, "Everyone does have a different idea of what is going on. Now I am not sure what is going on. Am I supposed to be a great king or am I not? Am I the next Yule Troll? What happened to the other Yule Trolls? Why do the Nisse need me to lead them? And what am I freeing them from?"
He looks down at the Nisse and adds, "Start Explaining."
Rolf steps forward, cookie segment in one hand.
"Well, your gloriousness, it's like this. We are... um... the Humans, you see, their magic is very strong here, especially around the Winter Solstice. And their magic is belief. What they believe... well it becomes.
"It has something to do with Quantum Physics and a cat that is both dead and alive," Arna says. "It's both and neither, until a Human opens the box and looks at it, and then the cat decides which its going to be."
"Why would the cat decide to be dead?" the Troll asks, baffled.
"It's a magic cat," Arna says. When in doubt, magic explains anything.
"But the point is," Rolf continues, "the Humans here believe that we are supposed to be working for a big white bearded guy in a red outfit.. much like ourselves, but larger... no beard on Arna of course.. but you get the idea. And it's such a strong belief that it's... well it's something we can't fight. We must have him. So we thought... well.. you."
"Me? Why me?" the Troll asks.
"You understand us. You're from the home country. Like us." Rolf says. "So we've set up spells to capture the Human belief-magic, at the trees, and we knew that if strange and amazing things happened at the trees, it would draw out Humans, and their belief. You see, Human belief is often squashed behind their science. But when things happen that doesn't work with their science, they start to believe again. So there would be so much belief, and we would capture its power and use it to weave a great magic spell."
"They, um, exact terms of that spell is something these nice folk have a problem with," Arna says. "You see, in order to accept you as the Yule Troll, the Humans have to belief that Santa Claus was always a Troll. So we'd have to fiddle with memories a bit. That seems to be a problem."