She is tiny, frightened, and all mine. I won't let her get away.
As king of the ice giants, I must have heirs. But our customs do not satisfy me. I do not want a giantess who will bear me a child and then leave to be with another. I would much rather pursue a union the human way: find a partner who will share my bed, bear my children, and stay by my side.
Until death do us part.
One drop of blood is all it takes to get a match. And when I see her, my cool blood rushes faster in a daze of heat. Only one thought is clear in my mind: she belongs to me. I must claim her before my subjects to prove once and for all this female will not take lovers. She will be mine forever.
I will show her vigorously how different I am from puny human males. And once she knows what it means to be with the king of the giants, she will never want to leave.
