Freya snuck a glance behind her, glimpsing the long bony creatures that rose high above the field of tall grass. She saw three of them and they were pale as the moon itself with long spindly arms and legs such that one of their strides was three of hers. “What the hell are they?!” She hissed. “I’ve seen their type before.” Said Adrian. “It’s enough to say that they’re not picky eaters.” They were still running but the creatures were closing in on them fast. “Take off your jacket!” He ordered. “Now is not the time to be trying to get into my pants!” She snapped. “Touché Princess. There’s never ‘not’ a good time to try but that’s not what I’m about. Trust me and take the jacket off or the both of us will be warming those creature’s bowels forever.”“I’m not a fucking princess.” She growled and yanked the jacket off her shoulder. “Of course you’re not.” He took the jacket from her, never breaking stride as he hurled it far. “Why did you do that?” She yelled. “Because our pursue
“Over my dead body.” She growled and he tsked. “A pity. You have thirty seconds before you’re as good as dead.” He sat on a high root and watched her. “I don’t need your stinking help.” She growled and heaved again. If she could just gain some leverage, she could push her way out but as if the tree was an expert at kidnapping sleeping women, the thick roots had immobilised her legs and her arms entirely. They creeped over her neck and started over her jaw. “Twenty seconds.” Adrian said. “I’d make my decision fast if I were you. Say yes, it’s just a kiss.”“‘Once I get out of here,” She gritted out. “You will pay for every second of my discomfort.” “Fifteen seconds.” He replied. “Once you get swallowed fully, you’ll not even have the power to scratch an itch. Don’t be stubborn, I offered a fair deal.”“You’re the reason why I’m stuck here in the first place!” She growled. “I know, I’m quite shameless.” He grinned again. “I saved your life though. I know those men weren’t chasing
Distance might have made it seem smaller but up close she saw that the hut was the single largest hut she ever saw. The air wafted and brought the scent of roasting denizen to her nose and her stomach growled in answer. She immediately started walking in the directing when Adrian’s hand landed on her shoulder. “Are you just going to work into the hut and demand for their food?” He asked and she smiled patiently. “Exactly. I’m pretty sure neither of us is holding money to pay. You can remain here if you’re scared.” She said. She turned away and found herself smiling. He was falling into step beside her a moment later, shaking his head. “You know this is a suicide mission don’t you?” He asked her and she laughed. “Leave the fight to me and get the food.” She replied. She’d fought Riordan before, fought Undead Council dogs that were resistant to her magic. She feared nothing more. “As if.” He muttered. “You’re good at making series of bad decisions. Will you at least tell me your n
Freya scrambled up and immediately tried the lock.“Don’t bother.” Adrian drawled. “It won’t budge.”He didn’t lie. She gripped the bars and watched what looked like a celebration down below. There were at least twenty of the giants and she recognised some of them from their scuffle earlier though she couldn’t be sure as they all looked alike. There were a few of them that had stringy colourful patterns on their head that made her wonder if they were the females of the tribe. “They look like they are celebrating a hearty dinner later.” Said Adrian. “Between the both of us, how much fucking meat could they possibly get?” She growled. “Have you tried talking to them?” She asked. “They don’t speak any language I understand.” He replied, looking very calm and collected for someone that would soon be in itty bitty pieces and in eternal torment in some smelly gut. Down below, a fire was lit with twigs and slowly started to burn. “Is that what I think it is?” She asked and the fire refl
Freya was raised up and six pairs of eyes peered at her. The women bellowed something joyful and the joyful cries were picked up. The mother giant crushed Freya to her chest, suffocating her with her stench and she nearly passed out. Speaking excitedly, she displayed her proudly to the men. This was not exactly Freya’s intention when she crawled into the shroud but somehow, she was being mistaken for the dead baby come back to life. Warily, her eyes met the male giants, the ones that had chased her into the hut and she found their large filmy eyes narrowed suspiciously at her. A male giant said something, making her tense as she prepared to spring out of her smelly disguise. He pointed to her and spoke harshly but the mother giant snatched her away from him and her words became harder and even harsher than the men. Did he recognise her?She waited with bated breath to see which way her luck would swing and for the first time, it seemed Lady Luck was smiling at her today. The male
Freya’s body locked up and her cry of shock barely made it out of her throat. He wouldn’t die, she reminded herself as the mother giant forced her face towards her, determined to feed her her breast. She had found herself a pretty good camouflage but she simply refused to take Giant-breast milk. She had no more weapon on her of course and was ready to spring out of her swaddles and blow her cover when the mother-giant paused and all of the giants grew silent. Freya looked to find Adrian in the middle of the fire, his legs folded under him as the fires raged. He wasn’t burning. Intrigued, the giants hurried forward and stared and the mother giant suddenly burst into applause, followed by many others. They thrilled and grinned excitedly, testing the fire and snatching their fingers away when it burned and in the middle of it all, Adrian didn’t move a muscle. “Fucking show off.” She muttered, helluva intrigued herself. A few moments later, Adrian climbed out of the fire and the giants
Turned out, being a baby didn’t mean Freya had a lot of time to herself. On the contrary, she was always busy, if she wasn’t put on display and being gawked at, she was being shifted from hip to hip while she tried to suppress her murderous instincts. By the end of the day, she was more exhausted than if she spent the entire day fighting men.Night came and the moons climbed high into the sky. The struggle got even harder as she had to fight to resist her more primitive half, to keep from shifting and exposing herself. Eventually she had to feign sleep and she was finally carried to her cot in her room and tucked to sleep. She watched with one eye cracked open as the mother-giant finally left and she sat up and threw the covers. “Fucking hell!” She growled. “There’s no way I’m doing this again tomorrow.”She climbed out of the cot. First things first, she needed to clean up her tracks and there was a dead giant baby whose body would tell too much stories. She dropped to her knees an
Freya snuck down the corridor, alerted for the umpteenth time that there was an incoming giant and she hid until the huge female figure had ambled away. Safe to say that stealth was not one of the giants’ trademarks. She snuck onto the roof and looked around, remaining hiding behind the chimney to avoid discovery by the giants far off in the cave-houses. There were children-giants playing in the dirt and adults walking, talking, laughing. They all looked dumb, she would never have suspected them to have such ambition as to kill their leader every ten years just because she hasn’t been able to birth. She shook her head and left, what they did to each other wasn’t her business. She soon found Adrian after she snuck into a meeting room and hid behind a pillar. He was in the middle of the room, facing the Martoshi who was looking far from pleased and the strange creature Nehemey was there too. “She says your life was spared to entertain, do you now refuse to serve?” Nehemey asked fir