The whole building shook as the top of it was pulled free and casually dropped to the side by an absolutely massive woman. Now you meant that literally, you might have described some of the women you had seen as having massive curves but you were almost sure that nobody you knew was even as big their whole body as one of this woman's breasts. Then again nobody you knew had muscles in their stomach like that either. She was a Giant! But the giants hadn't been heard from in almost two-hundred years, they had mysteriously left the Kingdom's lands to live in the mountains or something. Her eyes were squinting at the room scanning it until her eyes locked onto you. "You, King of this land. I am Catalina, War Queen of the Iron Body clan. I am here to collect what is owed to our clan for our loyalty in the battle of the Iron Mountain." She paused as if she expected a response of some sort, but you honestly had no idea what she was talking about, neither what she's trying to collect nor the thing she claims to have collected it for. As far as you're aware from the studies you had the battle of Iron Mountain was an easy victory, only a tenth of the forces that had been expected had come to face the kingdom and got obliterated. With no response forthcoming she continued.
"The conditions of the compact have been meet, the shaman's confirm the current ruler has the fortitude to survive as Consort to the War Queen. Our lands combine as our leaders and strengthen the clans." She farther explained with her stern voice booming. You were shocked, she wanted... to marry you. No, she basically demanded it but that was just far too overwhelming, and besides that you had no idea what compacts and things she was talking about. You swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat and decided to speak. "I'm not sure what you're talking about. Perhaps if you could come back-"
"Can't hear you." She said simply bending down over the top of the building you realized she had to be at least thirty feet tall as her fingers came around you and pinched. They completely flattened your body knocking the wind out of you. Where was Marjorie? You tried to look back but it seemed like she had just disappeared for some reason. You looked back up to see that actually she seemed to have attacked the Giant Queen, who was now holding her in the air by her sword like it was a toothpick. She was looking at the Knight with a little curiosity but ultimately she just dropped her into the horse stable rather than doing something worse. She just casually beat someone that was basically the equivalent of a Royal Knight. You had to fix this by talking before something worse happened.
She deposited you in her other hand near her face and scrutinized you as your chest reflated letting out what was perhaps a approving grunt? You hadn't liked being squeezed by her fingers at all but she had been rather gentle, more so than some squashing's you've had. "I said, I don't know about the Convent you're talking about. Do you have some sort of proof or-" She huffed as if insulted.
"The Giants need no such thing, The convent stones are not so easily moved, what have your shamans been doing if not monitoring them for the convent glow." Okay you had no idea what those were either. Maybe it was one of the things in secret rooms in the castle? Who the heck was in charge of records on these kinds of things!
"That... Well..." You were at a loss for words and had no idea what this Woman would do if you just tried to refuse her outright.
Thankfully you were saved from saying anything rashly in the moment by...
1. All of the spectrum knights (that could be convinced in 5 minutes) challenging her to a battle. She takes this as some sort of Ancient Giants contest and agrees after stating the conditions if she were to win or lose
2. Queen Patricia and her Close Aid who has some documents, they can make better sense of this than you can right?
3. The Kingdom being attacked! Catalina annoyed by this minor distraction takes it on herself to completely decimate the bandits buying you some time to think... unless she brings you with her.
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