Dungeon of Niflheim

Chapter 544: Chapter 544: What’s he like, your father?

Frost and Daki awoke from another romantic night early next morning. Though it wasn't crack of dawn it wasn't too far off.

"Daki it's time to get up." Frost whispered into his lover's ear before leaving the confines of their bed.

"Mmmmm 5 more minutes." Daki grumbled as her hands tried to keep Frost under the covers, she had been treating his arm as a pillow.

Frost smiled gently before poking her undefended forehead.

"No, we've got to get going."

"Nnnngggghhhh carry me." Still sleepy Daki demanded Frost pick her up. And him being the loving and caring boyfriend that he was acquiesced to her demand without complaint. With his physical strength even her muscular form was as light as a feather.

"Hehehe" She giggled and snuggled up against his chest, relishing in his grip and strong scent.

Frost carried his lover into the bathroom wherein the two of them quickly got themselves ready, a task that took a lot of focus on his part. Daki was a real temptress and very keen to continue their intimate activities, but he needed to get back to the dungeon.

Thankfully Daki had already packed the majority of her possessions into a storage ring and a few bags before he arrived, so all they needed to do was get dressed and have breakfast before they would be ready to leave.

The two partook in a light breakfast along with the rest of their entourage. Final farewells were given, and a few tears were shed but eventually the two waved goodbye from atop Kiba's back with smile on their faces.

Frost rode up front with Daki wrapping her arms around him for support. She eyed the passing buildings and people of Kranor as Kiba made his way to the surface of the enclave as though carving the images into her heart, never to be forgotten. Though she had left Kranor before she knew that this was different. Frost's territory wouldn't be a passing visit but her new home.

"Don't be sad, we'll be sure to visit whenever we get the opportunity." Frost did his best to allay her pain.

"Un" She meekly nodded in reply, her arms gripping tighter around his waist.

A short 20 minutes after saying goodbye to their friends and family Kiba dashed through Kranor's mighty gates and into the wild that was the glacial mountains. The sharp contrast in temperature caused Daki to involuntarily shiver and even sneeze.

"I'm glad I chose to bundle up, the outside world is always so damn cold." Unlike her usual attire that exposed her smooth green skin and ample curves, today she was wearing thick, furry clothes that helped keep out the majority of the cold.

She eyed her boyfriend as if he was some kind of aberration. Unlike her he was wearing his usual robes that were thin even for warm weather.

"Are you completely immune to the cold or something?"

"Something like that. Once we get a bit further in our journey I'll tell you more."

With the additional weight Frost estimated it'd take Kiba around 3 and half to four hours to reach the dungeon, as long as nothing too unexpected happened.

He rubbed Kiba's neck with affection, enjoying the feeling of his fur against his hands. "Take us home Kiba."

"Garow!" Kiba picked up speed the moment they left the vicinity of Kranor. Out in the open plains he could really let loose, out here was the king of speed.

An hour or so later after Frost bravely forced a group of aggressive yetis and frost drakes to back away, he turned to his girlfriend who was leaning peacefully against his back, admiring his display of power.

"I guess I should start explaining now." They were far away from Kranor and in the depths of the wild and with this last group of monsters forced to back down it'd likely be sometime before they crossed paths with another.

Daki's ears perked up and she pulled herself away from him and looked into his eyes. She was finally going to learn more personal details about the man she'd fallen for.

"First off let me start by saying I'm not an elf, nor do I have any relations to their kind." Given his appearance the vast majority of people he had met assumed he was one of their kind. His beauty, pointed ears and athletic build were all common traits among elf kind.

"Oh, then what are you?" Daki asked full of curiosity.

"Well….." Frost first warned her to keep an open mind before he started to reveal his origins and story.

"...…" Daki listened with no prejudice and as calm a demeanour as possible, but the moment Frost brought out the big guns she couldn't help but blink rapidly and grab his face with her hands.

"Y…Y….You're the son of the DARK GOD!!!!" She practically screamed at the top of her lungs. His identity as a dungeon core was far less shocking, she simply viewed him as a new powerful monster species which wasn't that uncommon an occurrence. New species crop up and get discovered every year across Nova after all. But not a single one could call themselves a son or daughter of the Dark God.

This was something completely unheard of.

Other lesser Gods and even the primordials have had offspring over the many years since Nova's conception, which each one of them being mighty. Yet the two Gods of creation have never described any of their creations as their offspring. Frost and his siblings were truly unique, the first of their kind.

Daki struggled to come to terms with his grand status, he was way, way more important than she initially thought.

'No wonder he's perfect and can accomplish so much in so little time.' A lot of the mysteries surrounding Frost could now easily be explained.

She let go of his face and eyed him from top to bottom, analysing him to an extreme degree before coming to a realisation.

"I'm dating the son of the Dark God…..I had sex with the son of the Dark God...I'm going to marry the son of the Dark God…..ergo the Dark God will be my father in law." Her brain practically overheated as she came to terms with her new status. The greatest being in existence would become her father….

"Are you alright?" Frost asked with concern.

"Just give me a minute…..this is quite a lot to take in…." She held the side of her head as she felt a headache coming on.

"…I'm not actually finished yet."

"You mean there's more!"

"Haaaaaa" Frost sighed before telling her everything. His abilities, his actual age, about Maya, the kids, his ambitions as well as the ins and outs of the dungeon, all of which made Daki's budding headache turn into a real monster. She was completely silent for a good 10 minutes after he finished much to Frost and Kiba's concern.

'Is it really that shocking?' Frost underestimated the importance his father held in Daki's heart.

For most inhabitants of Nova the Gods were so far removed from their lives that coming across something with even a hint of a relationship to one sent their emotions into overdrive. The Gods were unbelievably respected, none more so than the original two, Dark and Light.

The moment Daki sorted out her thoughts and opened up her eyes the way she looked at Frost had changed. She saw him as something more, something to be treated with tentative decorum and respect. A being that shouldn't be profaned or corrupted by someone like her.

The sudden change pierced Frost's heart, this was the one thing he really didn't want to see. Ignoring her altered emotions Frost took Daki in his arms and held her close, allowing her to listen to his beating heart.

"Listen to my heart Daki, hear it pounding away just like yours. There is no difference between you and I, we are the same, made of flesh and blood. Regardless of who my father is I'm still Frost, the man you met and fell in love with." He placed a hand under her chin forcing her to look into his eyes.

"And you are the woman who I love, the one who I want standing by my side." He then leaned in and placed a kiss on her fair lips. A move that strongly sparked their desires for one another.

Daki was still unsure at first, but the longer Frost kissed her and the deeper his tongue invaded the more her worries seemed pointless. Did it really matter who he was or who his father was. Did knowing this make him any different from the man she fell in love with. Was he still not the same person who rocked her world and let her feel such satisfaction and bliss.

Eventually after several minutes of aggressive kissing her mind had turned to mush, and her body screamed with desire. She started kissing him back and wrapping her burning body around his, craving his touch.

Frost had achieved his goal.

He pulled away from her lips much to her reluctance.

"Better?"

"….Mnnnn much better…..thank you." Frost actions allowed her to remember what was important. She and Frost were meant to be, they loved one another and desired one another, nothing else mattered. Once she realised this she was no longer bothered about the bombs he dropped and in fact grew strangely curious.

"What's he like, your father?"