Sleeping Dragon by means which have never yet been tried

With the revelation there came a shift in his father, an apparent loss of the fury previously noticed. It was disappointing to the boy, who had so strongly wished for corrective measures to be taken against the giant; the brute’s death had been preferred, but he would have settled for being allowed to participate in chasing him out. He worried that, by speaking the truth, he would not get his way. That, despite what had occurred, Goliath would be allowed to carry on as if everything was still perfectly fine—which it most definitely was not. For that reason, he’d considered lying in response to the next question, but quickly found that he couldn’t. Always would he protect his sisters, but he couldn’t lie in order to do so. Shaking his head, he said, “Shouldn’t be.” Freyja had been fine—regarding her physical health—the last time they’d met, so he didn’t think she was currently hurt.

Hvitserk knew that not all crimes led to death. There were some criminal acts where the only punishment necessary was a simple slap on the wrist, but he didn’t feel as if Goliath qualified for that. He’d affected the boy’s sister in what he knew to be a negative way, which was all that mattered. That alone was reason enough to get rid of him, as far as the boy was concerned. He had not protested against his father’s words, though, but nodded instead despite being in disagreement with the man. “Okay,” was all he said, and likely all he would say until they were able to speak with Freyja there. Whenever Gavriel would begin looking for his eldest, Hvit would follow after, hoping that she still wanted Goliath gone just as much as the viking child did.