A huge, scary, monster Orc Chieftain has his hands on me.
He could break me with one hand, I'm so tiny compared to him.
But he won't.
Because I'm his female and I love him.
Korthar rules his clan with an iron fist.
He's merciless to his enemies. But he's got a soft spot for me.
Before him, I didn't have much going in my life.
Earth is pretty much a desolate wasteland since the Orcs came over from Protheka.
And being a woman? The best you can hope is to be someone's property.
Now, after my curvy body catches Korthar's eye I'm worth something in this world at least.
My giant warrior will protect me.
He'll claim me. And I'll serve him. In any way he pleases.
But I'll also give him a gift that he'll never have to ask me for.
Something better than any fantasy, no matter how twisted.
What is this gift?
My heart.
And why do I give it so freely?
Because he's already given me his.