From this weeks update:

Once again she found herself in the Jotun’s garden. She plucked rasberries. He lounged on a rock, snacking on whichever plants were within arms reach. Cruel. Greedy. Violent. Stupid. These traits all paled in comparison to the Jotun’s true flaw: an idleness so dire it seemed to warp time itself. He turned over on his back, leaning his head on a boulder in a manner she could only describe as deeply self satisfied. His eyes were half shut. Arms with the strength to single-handedly raise barns were busy scratching his chest. How come he got to have a lush treasure trove at his disposal, so rich that it would take a lifetime to get through all of it? How come his physique was sculpted and rugged without the chisel of hard labor? Why did she break her back to no yield, how could God smite her more than this abomination? Idun considered firing an arrow at the lad, if only to get him to do something. Then again, a diligent gardener would have caught her by now. She took her share, letting sleeping giants lie.


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Oh she hates the amount of time he spends doing fuckall . Drives her maddd

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