Avengers The Captain's Secret

Part 24: Prisoner

LESEDI EVELYN POV

I awakened to Brooklyn licking and whining at me, but I didn't move. It had been a long night. There was barely any light where I was, but I could
make out the bed of skins I laid on, a small room with some sort of toilet, and some sort of table and chairs, all made of some sort of ice. I heard the howling wind and howls of things I did not want to think about outside, sometimes I thought I even heard my name. I inhaled no real scent of anything except the dog at first. I laid under the skin staving the chill for my pet as I curled him closer. I was hungry and needed to go to the bathroom. I felt like I was being watched--

"You may as well open your eyes, little one. I can tell you are awake now."

I gasped, and sat bolt upright to find a male being sitting next to the bed I was laying on. He was taller than Steve, but just as muscular, with bluish gray skin. He was handsome, but handsome doesn't tell me what is in his mind and heart. I stared at him, trying to read him. All I got was overwhelming curiosity. "Who are you?"

"I am Ingemar." He gave an almost formal nod, his voice deep.

I licked my lips nervously. "I am--"

"Lesedi Evelyn Munroe, daughter of Kymera and Loki, I know." He watched me for a moment. "You are taking this rather well."

I swallowed hard. "My father taught me to keep my wits about me." I watched his eyes narrow. "His name was Phil Coulson." I watched his eyes flicker with recognition. "Do you—"

"I am here to see to your comfort."

"You are?"

"Yes."

His eyes bore into me. I felt uncomfortable. "Shouldn't I have a-a-"

"Female servant? Ideally."

I frowned.

"The problem is that you are unbreached, so you need protection. Many males have caught your scent in the fortress. How did this come to be?"

My mind was spinning at his frankness. "What?"

"That you are...unbreached." He looked me over. "I see nothing wrong with you. Your scent is intoxicating. You are attractive. I simply do not--" he inhaled, closing his eyes, and reopened them, looking at me in a way that made me uneasy. "understand." He was a quiet for a moment. "It makes me question the kind of men that live in your realm."

"Uh...thanks, maybe, I think."

"Hmmm." He rose. "Food over there. Skins and gowns in that room there. Your-uh-" His blue eyes fell on Brooklyn.

"It's a dog, a very small one."

"Hmm," He raised his eyebrow at me. "I have asked for coverings for your dog. That way if it is seen it won't be mistaken for some sort of pest."

I put Brooklyn in my lap. "He'll be with me at all times." I paused. "You are very cordial."

"Cordial?"

"Friendly."

"Ah."

"But you won't allow me to leave?"

He gave a small smile. "I'm afraid I cannot."

"Why am I here?"

"You were part of a trade."

"What was I traded for?"

He chose this answer carefully, I could feel it. "Technology."

"And I am--"

"An unbreached female, ready for claiming."

I stilled. "What?"

"You share our traits, but you also have other desirable ones we would like."

I stared at him in disbelief. "I'm a breeder?!"

A small smile tugged at his lips. "Probably."

I sprang up, and began looking around.

"Even if you got out of this room you would not make it out of the fortress, we are heavily guarded at all times here."

I might be able to escape, but where would I go? I got the feeling I was on Jotenheim-too much snow and tall people for anyplace else. And where was that? "You seem reasonable," I pleaded. "Can't you just let me go? I'm sure you'd be rewarded."

"That is out of my hands little one," he said, rising from his seat. I gasped, backing away. He was taller than Thor! "But you have been placed in mine. I suggest you cooperate. It's...less unpleasant."

"Cooperate?" I felt tears come to my eyes. "What are they planning?"

"Right now, there are talks of whether to try to extract your genes, extract your reproductive system, or to find suitable mates." He paused. "I think the latter is best. There is less risk of damage."

I gasped. I was horrified. "You-you can't do that!"

"Unbreached means unclaimed," he said plainly. "We can do what we feel is right."

Women had no power here? Oh, I've got to get out of here! "Not for me!" I sent a blast of cold toward him, turning it into an snowball, and he caught it as one would a toy. It gave me time to teleport--right into his arms. "Let me go!" Then, I felt it, a wave of want, I could identify it now, and I realized in that moment I'd felt it from Steve, but this was unwelcome from Ingemar. He was thinking things he shouldn't have thought.

"You--you--did something." He concentrated. "I was so distracted watching you move that way, that I didn't realize..."

"You cannot be trusted," I accused, snatching away and backing away from him. "I felt what you thought. You cannot be trusted!"

He laughed. "Actually, I can be. Most males would have acted on those urges. I have control over them. But make no mistake, I am Jotnar." He reached out, and touched my hair. I froze, seeing there was silver in his blue eyes. "So different." He was intrigued. "You would do well to remember that." He turned to go.

I held Brooklyn close to me. Even he was watching as Ingemar left the room.