Dungeon of Niflheim
Chapter 808: Pizza (3)

Chapter 808: Chapter 808: Pizza (3)

It didn’t take long for Khione to finish eating both her own pizza and Frost’s final slice. Two 50cm diameter pizzas, stuffed with layers of thick gooey cheese, a range of hearty vegetables and of course a plethora of high quality meats had vanished in mere minutes.

And in the end one side had their stomach threatening to burst while the other had to resist the urge to order a second helping. Khione was a big girl with an even bigger appetite, if she wanted to she could easily stuff another whole pizza down her gullet perhaps even two. As long as she was planning to work out later the amount she devoured usually didn’t matter but unfortunately she wasn’t alone and had no plans to properly exercise until later this evening. Therefore pigging out right now was unwise, stagnant calories would quickly turn into useless fat but in addition and perhaps even more importantly than that was how she’d be perceived by the man sitting across from her, a man who had struggled to even finish a single helping.

Khione internally fought against her desires, another whole pizza may be a bit much, but she could certainly get away with another half maybe even a quarter without affecting her figure. That creamy taste of cheese and smoky meat was just so hard to resist once you got started. It was for this very reason that her beloved pizza was so feared by her sisters, mothers and much of the female soldiers. You could never stop at just one slice and before you knew it you’d have stuffed yourself silly, overloading your body with calories far beyond what you’d need to support even a rigorous day’s work. A fast track to destroying weeks, months and even sometimes years of dedicated efforts.

’She’s wants seconds but doesn’t want to appear greedy, how cute.’ Khione’s internal dilemma was clear as day to Frost who was warmly watching her. He would never view anyone in a negative light just because they ate more than he did, Khione was overthinking things, but he did enjoy watching her squirm.

"Shall we get going or are you still hungry?" Eventually Frost decided to ask her straight up while presenting a gentle, non-nefarious smile.

"Ugh I’m fine we can head off immediately." Suddenly put on the spot Khione quickly stood up from her chair and pushed her empty plate to the side, choosing to restrain herself for once.

"Ok as long as you’re sure." Said Frost with concern, genuinely worried about her. Whenever she stood up he’d always be reminded of how large she truly was. With a height of three metres Khione easily towered over him, an individual who was already considered taller than average but more than that it was her figure that truly blew him away. Her arms were thicker than his legs while her glorious thighs eclipsed his entire waist, she was a mountain of a woman who portrayed the very definition of strength. Apart from her soft face and bountiful bosom there wasn’t a single part of her that wasn’t covered in dense, powerful muscle. If she fell high from the sky it wouldn’t be her you’d worry about but ground beneath.

To maintain such majestic power likely required a great deal of sustenance, perhaps a single pizza despite its impressive size and heavily loaded state wasn’t enough to support her daily activities therefore he offered her a chance to change her mind unfortunately his efforts fell on deaf ears.

"Yes I’m sure geez so annoying." Like a moody teenager Khione lashed out sharply and then sulked as she walked out of the dining room.

"We’ll meet back at the main foyer in thirty minutes, ask one of the servants if you get lost." With those final words Khione vanished, quickly rushing towards her bedroom as she berated herself internally.

’Why the hell did I act like such a moody bitch!’ She couldn’t understand why she kept acting so strangely around Frost.

"Haaaaaa women I don’t think I’ll ever understand them." Frost meanwhile simply shook his head and shrugged before heading back to his room, thankfully he remembered the way and didn’t need to rely on one of the servants.

Snore!

The moment he opened the door the first thing he heard was loud snoring coming from Kiba’s room. "This damn lazy cat’s still asleep after all this time." With his anger flaring Frost burst through the door and harshly booted the sleeping kitty cat causing him to wake in a start.

"Garow?" In a dazed state Kiba wiped his eyes with his paws, yawned and wondered why his butt suddenly hurt before looking around for the individual who dared to ruin his pleasant nap time.

"Guh!" Upon seeing Frost however his growing irritation quickly evaporated. Seeing the face of his demon master his spine tingled and his tail puffed up and stood ramrod straight.

" ’Guh’ yeah that’s about right." Frost squatted down so he was face to face with Kiba, his expression dark and filled with malice.

’That’s it no more mister nice guy.’ He had had it with Kiba’s laziness. He hoped that after their stroke with death he would have turned over a new leaf and actively sought out ways to improve his strength but no here he is, living it up in dreamland despite being surrounded with opportunities.

Growing angrier and angrier by the second Frost gently placed his hand on top of Kiba’s head, patting it firmly as he stared deep into his eyes with an eery calmness.

Under such a terrifying gaze Kiba felt a primal fear surge through his heart, Frost appeared far larger than normal, like a massive demon patting the head of its prey, playing with it before ultimately devouring it whole. Of course he knew that Frost wouldn’t actually eat him but that didn’t change the fact that he was completely and utterly fucked.

"GAROW!!" Kiba could only let out a pathetic whimper in struggle as Frost grabbed him by the neck, carried him to the door and summoned for a servant.

"Can you take this brat and toughen him up a little, he’s had it far too good until now." While he was slaving away, enduring Khione’s blows, growing his strength Kiba was here sleeping on an extravagant pile of cushions.

The cute tiger looked up at the servant with a pleading expression, hoping to be saved from his cruel and evil master but unfortunately....

"Certainly Prince Frost, the bestiary guards noticed his potential and were hoping for an opportunity to test his limits." The servant instead of siding with him or humouring Frost responded with enthusiasm as though he was more excited than that damn master of his.

"Garow!!" he let out another mournful whimper as the summoned servant roughly dragged him across the cold ice floor while Frost waved goodbye with a slap demanding grin on his lips.

’NO I don’t want to train yet, my bed, the snacks, the peace and quiet!’ Thus Kiba’s nightmare finally began, a terrifying period that although brief remained in his mind for years to come.

"Alright that’s one problem taken care of." After passing off Kiba, Frost closed the door behind him and moved to the bedroom. "Now how should I prepare for my date with Khione." He thought out loud, a smile growing on his lips as he thought of what was to come. How could touring the city with just the two of them be anything other than a date in the making.

"I wonder what she’ll wear." He had seen many different styles of clothing thanks to Maya and Daki, homely, enchanting, professional and of course sexy but when it came to Khione he had no idea what direction she’d go. With her unique figure would she suit or rather enjoy wearing long hem dresses. Could tight clothes even safely wrap around those muscles of hers.

Her training attire was quite revealing and to be honest rather sexy but surely she’d wouldn’t be wearing that outside the palace right?

Although she may have been oblivious to her mother’s hidden agenda when it came to planning this tour Frost certainly wasn’t therefore he was looking forward to seeing her donning a different kind of battle attire.

While he pondered on the upcoming events, prepared his own clothes and counted both his open and even secret stash of coins -like he’d ever be able to resist buying goodies- Khione arrived at her room to see a few set of clothes already laid out on her bed with a note from her mother saying good look.

Normally she would have brushed such nonsense aside, thinking nothing of this little excursion but for some reason she felt butterflies in her stomach.

"What do you mean by good luck?" She said aloud with a slight nervous stutter before eyeing up the available outfits all of which were quite different to her usual apparel.

She started with the most awkward choice, a frilly purple dress that exposed the upper back and arms. She held it against her figure and glanced at the nearby mirror, blushing from embarrassment almost instantly.

"Definitely not this one, far too cringe." She never did like the idea of dressing very ’girly’ finding that it never suited her body that even from a young age was larger and more muscular than most. Her mother probably put this one in as a gag.

In actual fact however her mother was quite genuine with this choice finding that despite her daughter’s misgivings towards this type of fashion she actually looked good in it. Her darling Khione was as cute as a button in her eyes regardless of how big she got.