Arriving at Swiftfox's cell, Kaminski barged in without knocking while others followed swiftly, including the first and second servants on duty that night. They found her sitting beside the window, staring at the beautiful clouds in the sky. "The moving trees seem to be a very beautiful sight. The land is beautiful," she said with a smile, turning and focusing on Khalodi. Kaminski fumed and was visibly angry but maintained a straight look even in front of her smile. Khalodi asked politely, "These men seem to believe that you were not in your bed when they invaded your room. Were you?" Ignoring the question, still facing the window, Swiftfox asked, "Why are most leaves green and few others yellow? Do-" "Be silent! And speak only when you're asked to. Answer the god-damned question, woman," Kaminski bellowed, raging with anger. "Can Khal Duraho answer my questions? Might he know why these leaves are green?" she asked whimsically, avoiding Kaminski’s stare. "Woman! We're not here t
he would blame Khalodi. He quickly brought them here, he planned it with her. But aye! No proof. He didn't like the situation at all. He wished he could murder Swiftfox in a manner that would cause prolonged and extreme agony. Kaminski's mouth took a wry slant. He wished he could grab hold of his lapels and fling him against the wall. He had a hand in this!The silence after his response was too long, and each of them really had something important to say, but out with it, they restrained themselves. Marx felt he had discussed all he wanted to know about her and wasn't one who spoke frequently. He considered it flippant to speak too often, even though it was with a loved one. Cassandra didn't have any questions. She wanted to feel his hard, rocky body. His firm body had considerable powers of attraction, and the thought of manhandling him filled her mind.It brought thoughts of the last time she was in bed, unbidden, into her mind. It was a bittersweet memory. "Have you-" both of them
[In present time]It was a horrifying accident. The impact was immense, causing Pat to lose control and ultimately flip over twice before coming to a stop. Pat tried to apply damage control but he found himself far away from the carriage. The tumbling made him lose control of the steering and the weight of the carriage slowly on the horse with the speed at which he moved with, it summerdsaulted twice and he landed on a rock by the wayside close to the bush. The impact didn't elude Marx as his heel took different shape worse than what had been. Meanwhile, the master, his men and spies approached the already scattered goods across the road in attempt to cart away with them and leave the injured giant who came out first groaning in pain. The pre-existing healing wound from his time in the dark room , endured a higher level of injury due to the intensity of the accident. The impact of the collision reignited his wound, causing severe pain and further complications.Cassandra who was bare
Khalodi practiced how he would start the conversation with Khal Duraho. He had to be indeed witty and smart about it. He had to put it in a way that the king won't see it coming. He let out an exasperated sigh, the Deputy General did it intentionally, he shouldn't be rehearsing his death wish in a cold evening.‘I heard the king is having dinner and has invited all of us to join him in his exquisite dining chamber,’ Kaminski said with a tinge of pity on Khalodi.Great! Very great time for the king to drive a sword through my good heart, right in front of my peers, Khalodi let out flatly.That evening before dinner, Khalodi got into his black velvet three-piece suit an hour earlier. He was nervous, he clasped his hands behind his back. He glanced at the passage out of a corner of his eye and then turned his head away. He went to the window and looked out. He kept moving about, he told himself, trying to steer away thoughts about the possibilities of the outcome that could occur when he
He asked, "What allegations are my whimsical General denying and seeks to refute, Khal Duraho said making an entrance moving straight to his highly decorated outstanding velvet chair of others.Greetings my king! General Gray said bowing his headMay your reign be blissful and continue to see to the progress of the people of the land of the Giants, General Kaminski added bowing his head as well.Taking a seat, he looked at Khalodi expecting his own greetings. He smiled, ‘Greetings your highness, may your reign last forever and be peaceful, he said ironically.‘Thank you General Khalodi. Why you all standing? Or you're not as hungry as the king?’ He laughed out loud.Kaminski felt embarrassed that he refused to answer to his article of reverence but replied immediately to Khalodi's. Gray couldn't ignore the favoritism of the king as well, it made him angry as well.‘Isn't this a lovely night? All my generals with me on the night of the supposed sacrifice, if not that a small portion
"IT CAN'T BE HIDDEN FOR LONG!!! General Gray tapped to get his attention while he dismissed the servant. ‘ What's the matter, ehn, what's the problem?’ Gray asked with concern.‘Marx was seen heading north with some humans,’ Kaminski whispered back to Gray and Grays face immediately showed the reaction mixed with surprise and happinessWhat do you intend to—?‘I won't condone secrecy on my dinning table and you must speak in sincerity the conversation you were having just now,’ Khal Duraho said sternly.Khalodi continued to signal Kaminski to tell him what was happening with sign language so that he knew how to intercept the result of Khal Duraho's anger. Gray knew no matter their differences, Khalodi was hardly a snitch and always knew how to salvage a precarious situation. He immediately swung into action trying to explain the news that brought about all the fuss while Kaminski stammered trying to given an answer that would not endanger anyone.‘Your exce..llen..cy, it's no..thing
‘Yes war,’ Ethan answered.‘Who's fighting? And against who?’ Cassandra asked.‘Bad giants against good giants,’ Ethan answered.What side are you on? She asked‘We are on the good side, the bad guys are in the castle ruling and causing pandemonium,’ Ethan replied irhetorically.‘We? I've not said anything about accepting your offer’ Cassandra said almost with no room for persuasion.‘Where would you rather be than helping out in ways which you're experienced and love?’ Ethan asked tightly.I brought Pat here so that means I have to go back with him, my mom is waiting for me also-Ethan cut in ‘The bad giants killed Williams babies, they're wicked, they need to be stopped and after we conquer them, then’ -The twins are with my mom in Southeros, thy are not dead,’ Cassandra interjected, announcing strongly.Ethan turned to look at Williams and he nodded.’ The giant even confirmed, she's not pulling our legs,’ Williams said convincingly.‘Wow! So you think I could play around with suc
The king of the giants, draped in a camouflaged purple robe and adorned with it's golden buttons stood at the edge of his castle's entrance on his white stallion. It was still the dead of night, the moon casting an ethereal glow upon the polished marble floors. The flickering torches lining the walls bathed the room in a dancing light, creating shadows that seemed to whisper secrets in the king's ears.Beside him stood his most trusted companions, General Khalodi, General Gray, General Silver, the Deputy General , and General Henry. They were dressed in lustrous armor, each detail reflecting their unique strengths and unwavering loyalty. With a final glance around the surroundings, the king raised his hand, signaling the beginning of their mission.As the castle gates opened, the cold night air rushed in, carrying with it a sense of urgency. The sky was still inked with darkness, the stars hidden behind a veil of clouds. The clock chimed, the resonant clang echoing through the courtya