Page 78 of Grounded By Love
Sitting in the room without Kaeldar was still a bit on the unnerving side. For she worried that a rock giant might get past the giant who was currently guarding the door. Or that the rock giant guarding the door would decide to betray Kaeldar's trust. It could very well happen.
She understood Kaeldar wouldn't be able to stay with her all day every day, and that was yet another reason why she shouldn't want to stay here with Kaeldar. She would never be sure of her safety among these people.
There was nothing they wanted from her, other than her disappearance. She hadn't won their affection by doing some great deed. In fact, she was doing the opposite, she was stealing the affections of their prince and future king.
"But I do sorely wish to stay with him. I just don’t know if I can come to terms with his warrior ways." She whispered to the fire burning brightly in the hearth.
It seemed to cackle at her with every pop and sizzle it made, as if it knew her wish would never come true in this lifetime.
She hissed at it, folding her arms against her chest in frustration.
A few days later, while she and Kaeldar were at dinner, she was reminded of why she felt uncertain around the rock giants. His mother and father wouldn't stop casting her glares, but then at a certain point in the night it changed from glares to smirks of unnerving satisfaction.
She wondered what they might be up to. She hadn't been born yesterday, and she was used to people trying to get rid of her, which made her almost positive the king and queen were trying to purge her from their lives.
Kaeldar had finally sat her next to him at the head table, and it was causing quite the stir.
Kaeldar only gave her tense short answers, whenever she tried to engage him in conversation. Eventually, she gave up on trying to start up a conversation at all.
Throughout the dinner, she nibbled on her food, not having anything else to do. No one around them would talk to her, even Kaeldar was busy with other things, but that was fine. She was used to this kind of treatment from others, and it didn't bother her all that much.
Thankfully, the dinner ended fairly quickly, and she still had her head on her shoulders. She wouldn’t have been surprised if one of the rock giants leapt up from a table with a carving knife and came at her. Yet here she was unharmed.
Kaeldar stood without warning and offered his hand down to her. She stared at it stupidly, until he shook it at her. She slipped her hand into his, before he lead her away, he said something angrily to his parents.
Claira frowned. What had they done now to make him irritated? Every night it seemed to be a constant circle, and she was able to tell she wasn't the only factor. She was just the biggest one. Kaeldar had told her there had already been animosity between them, before she showed up on the scene.
As he led her away, she cast a last look behind her shoulder at where his parents were sitting. His mother sent her a smile, a wicked gleam danced in her dark eyes. They were definitely up to something. She just hoped it didn't have anything to do with killing her.
When his chamber door came into sight, she let out a heavy breath. She was almost to the one place where she felt any sense of security.
Kaeldar opened the large wooden door and ushered her forward, but she stopped short. Her eyes locked on the sight of his bed. She was able to feel his presence, as he stepped up behind her to see what had paused her in the doorway.
There in his bed, before them were two tall and beautiful rock giant women. One of them was skinny and the other was full of curves. Both of them hadn't even noticed they were being watched or maybe they did know they had an audience and didn’t care.
Claira couldn't believe it.
Each of them was playing with the other. Claira felt rude for staring, but was still too shocked to move or even blink.
Kaeldar recovered first. Pulling her aside he stepped into the room and barked. "Out! Now!"
The whip of rage in his voice jolted the women into attention. After a quick look to see how serious he might be, they jumped up from the bed and grabbed their clothing.
"If you decide she isn't enough, you know where to find us, Kaeldar." One of the women whispered, as she brushed by him, her naked breast grazing his arm.
Claira felt herself bristle.
As the women passed by her, the skinny one hissed down at her. "You will not hold his attention for long human. You don't have what he wants.”
Her accent was thick, but Claira heard every word loud and clear, and it didn’t thrill her.
"Get out!" Kaeldar barked, when he noticed the giant woman talking to her.
The women scurried out, closing the door behind them. Claira stared at the wooden door, wishing that hadn't just happened.
"Why?" She asked, as she turned around to face him. She was so bewildered as to why those women had been in his room.
A hand roughly scrubbed down his face, as he grunted and shrugged. "It must’ve been my father. He was telling me to give you your own room, while we were in the great hall tonight. He must have wanted me to agree so that I would’ve come up here by myself to find those females in my bed."
