Page 70 of Grounded By Love
Maybe he’d already tired of her, but just didn’t know what to do with her. It could be a possibility. She’d have to think about plans of escape, if that was true.
The rock giants cast her fewer and fewer glances, but she could tell that several drunk rock giants couldn't keep her from their mind. They kept casting glances her way, actually they were more like glares.
She felt so uncomfortable having to endure their hate filled gazes. Claira wished she’d been able to bath and get some new clothing. She had an image to present here, and she was doing a horrible job of it. Not to mention, it would give her some self confidence, which she dearly needed.
Kaeldar glanced over at Claira. She was holding her own, even with all the glares cast in her direction. He only hoped he could change their opinions. Claira wasn’t like the rest of the humans, there was only a good heart beating in her chest.
She’d save anyone, no matter who they were. She might not know it, but she held a lot of courage and passion in that tiny body of hers.
“If you need a place to store the human female, I’m sure I can find it room in the stables.”
“I’m not going to stick her in the stables, mother.” Kaeldar rolled his eyes. Claira wasn’t an animal.
“You can’t keep her in your rooms.” His mother whispered harshly. “What will people think of you? Bed a giant female, my dear, they will get your mind away from this human.”
“She is my prize, and I plan on enjoying her.”
“Do as your mother wishes.” His father chimed in.
Kaeldar shook his head. He didn’t need this right now, he had enough to worry about without his father jumping in.
There’d never been a good relationship between them. Everytime Kaeldar had fallen in love with something his father had killed it, to break any weakness in his future heir. He just wanted his son to be an exact model of him, which meant hating everything.
All it had done was create animosity between them.
He wouldn’t let his father touch Claira though. He would do anything he had to for her safety.
Chapter 17
Eventually, the evening meal ended, to her great relief.
Kaeldar came to her table to speak to her for the first time in the night. "I was thinking of heading back up to my room. I assume you will want to return with me, rather than stay down here in the hall."
Claira sputtered. "Of course, I want to return to your rooms with you."
Had he truly thought she would want to stay down here by herself? She was sure if she ever left his sight she would be torn to pieces by the other rock giants. Claira could feel the target on her back, and she was sure it was only a matter of time.
Following closely on his heels, she followed, as he led the way from the table and back to the stair well that led to his room.
Once they reached his chamber, Kaeldar opened the door and politely let her enter before him.
Claira gave a twinkle of a smile, as she walked through the doorway, and her eyes landed on the brass tub before her. The large tub was filled with hot water. Her gaze eagerly took in the swirling tendrils of steam coming off the surface.
This was something she would be willing to give anything for. Oh, how she wanted to feel the water flow over her skin, as she sank deep into the tub.
Kaeldar must’ve ordered one to be ready by the time he finished with eating, and she was glad he had. She only hoped he was going to allow her to use it as well. It’d be borderline cruel, if he didn’t let her bathe.
Or maybe he ordered it for her and her alone. She could only hope. Then again it could be a subtle hint she was stinking up the air around her. A frown replaced the smile that had been on her lips.
She sat down on the edge of the bed, as she watched him take off some of the layers of his clothing. If there was one thing she wished she could have for the rest of her life, he would be it.
Turning towards her he asked, "Would you enjoy a bath?"
"Yes, of course, I would enjoy a bath. I would never deny an opportunity for a bath."
He returned her smile. "I’m glad you are pleased. Please." He motioned her forward with a hand.
She stood to undress. Stripping her clothing she did her best to not show any trembles in her fingers. She’d never bathed in front of another before. Bathing had always been a private matter for her, but there were also trembles of excitement. Claira wouldn’t mind, if Kaeldar wanted to make love.
