Chapter 779: 768 (1/2)
Title: The Committed Disir
”So? What's it like to be the right-hand of Hell's queen?” Poole inquired as the seemingly desolate border of Helheim now had wooden furniture placed around for rest since the group was rudely not even asked inside the Hel. Leah, too, sat on one of the chairs and was now visited with one of the two phantoms that accompanied the odd one out of the group.
After all, in a group of ravishing females, a single male did look quite odd. Leah would have expected this one to be one of Loki's many new toys, whose end would be marked with a cruel fate of being Loki's pawn but it seemed that the situation wouldn't entirely be true.
Instead of answering Poole and accidentally divulging the secrets of Helheim, Leah questioned the strange and cheerful phantom instead, ”What are you?”
”I'm Gwen!” Poole smiled. Meanwhile, Janet looked towards Leah talking to empty air, and inquired Nik.
”Are those... whatever that's following you?”
”Yeah, wanna see them?” Nik inquired with a playful smirk.
”Sure,” Janet shrugged and suddenly, she felt her head a little chilled, and soon, she saw a blonde girl in a white spandex suit with pink schematics making hand signs in front of Leah. Meanwhile, another figure, in white, black, and pink was on Nik's shoulder, lying down idly.
”Woah!”
Janet instantly turned small and went for Spider.
”Hey, your costume is pretty cute,” she smiled and flew around Spider, observing the blonde girl sighing deeply and slowly sitting up.
As Janet began to converse with Spider, Nik looked towards Leah and spoke out, ”Could you answer a few of my questions?”
His charm seemed to have minimal effect on this girl in particular so he could only try without taking drastic measures.
Averting her gaze from Poole, Leah inquired, ”Regarding?”
”The Goddess of Death. Is she really Loki's daughter?” Nik continued.
Frowning, Leah shook her head, ”I am not aware of the truth.”
”Why is their relationship so... delightful?”
”I am not privy to Queen's personal relationships,” Leah frowned.
”If there is a queen of Hel, is there also a king?” Nik tried to scout for potential rivals. By now, he knew his value well. And, he would have strongly opposed Loki's plan but after seeing Hela, Nik strongly appreciated Loki, so much so, he would bask her in affection as soon as she completes her task, and if all goes well, along with Hela.
”Queen has no use of a king. It dilutes authority,” Leah looked confused, ”But I sense that your inquiry seems to be regarding a matter different from authority.”
”He's asking if your Queen's banging someone!” Poole snickered while pumping her hips forward, ”Like this.”
Leah fell into a stunned silence. Anger crept into her eyes while a rosy blush blessed her fair cheeks.
”You dare hold such degrading thoughts about the Queen?!” Leah stood and shrieked.
'Well, there goes my good impression,' Nik sighed, ”Why are you speaking for your queen?”
His words only making Leah more frustrated, ”You might not have noticed it, but your Queen checked me out. She gave me 'the' look. I'm sure you are old enough to understand what I'm saying,” Nik shrugged while Morgan pointed out.
As a fellow bender of the dead, her thoughts seemed more compatible with Hela, or they possibly were.
”Why are you assuming that the goddess of death will ever be interested in a living being? She might have been thinking of eleven different ways to ravage your corpse.”
Her words actually made Leah blush.
This action was observed by everyone. The sheer look of embarrassment and yet, without any way of rebuttal. This...
”No... way,” Poole gasped.
”How about that,” Spider's expression turned dark.
*Meaaow*
”Not now!” Nik gasped and flicked Moon's forehead, making her jump off Morgan's lap and onto Jennifer's, to get out of Nik's reach.
”Umm... it does seem appropriate...” Jennifer had a wry expression.
”Does a corpse even have an erection?” Angela suddenly seemed to have started asking important questions.
”It depends. Most of the necrophiles I knew back in the day just enjoyed the first few hours of softness,” Morgan hummed in response.
”I feel sick,” Janet's expression turned disgusted.
”You and me both, sister,” Nik groaned.
”This conversation is no longer necessary,” Leah snorted coldly before taking her seat. It was only at this moment that Nik felt Leah's resemblance to Hela. It was her nose.
'Hmm, family relations of gods can be too strange...' Nik thought internally.
Meanwhile, quite a bit of distance away, Loki was surrounded by a sum total of eleven wraiths. Beings that were unaffected by physical substance. Dark blue skins, contorted faces with the top of their heads hidden by helmets as black, feathered wings covered their backs. Though of all these were women, Loki couldn't feel any love for them. It wasn't because of her lack of desires.