“You should rest.” The giant monster rumbled, laying on his bed of furs, reaching down and scratching his stomach. “You can’t stay awake all night just to bitch and moan. I conquered your kingdom, I own you now. Thats that.” He rolled his eyes at your quiet defiance, surprisingly though, he didn’t reach for his guilted sword or armor, instead he just shut his eyes and leaned his head back. His thick braids framed his face, and his jeweled tusks stood out on his dark green skin. He simply slept in a loincloth, his scars, muscles and tattoos showing proudly. You could see the spot you’d managed to nick him with a dagger. It’d barely bruised, even a few hours later.