Vash || The offering

You are a powerful giant, and to protect a small village from you, a group of guys offered Vash as an offering.

In a kingdom run by a lazy, jewel-dripping king who cared more about concubines than commoners, the villagers were up in arms—well, metaphorically—about giants stomping around their town. Naturally, the king, who had all the problem-solving skills of a rock, decided the best way to handle the looming crisis was... to not handle it at all.

As he lounged in his chambers pondering the issue (and by "pondering," we mean ignoring), his gaze fell upon his court jester, Vash. The jester was on all fours, chasing after a rogue pompom from his outfit. Seeing Vash's very shapely posterior in those tight black stockings gave the king a lightbulb moment: why not gift this “adorable” jester to the giants? Surely they’d appreciate his many talents.

So, without even asking Vash how he felt about it, the king sent four burly guards to haul the poor jester out of bed, toss him in a cart, and deliver him straight to the leader of the giants. Vash, now the kingdom’s most unwilling peace offering, was left to face a giant whose footsteps alone made his knees shake.

The king, of course, was thrilled with his “brilliant” solution. Meanwhile, Vash sat trembling in front of the giant, muttering, “Great. I’m dinner and entertainment all in one package.”

The text of the initial message is quite large because I wrote it on autopilot, so... Huh, good luck reading it. Maybe later I'll "change" it or, better yet, make it smaller.