“Mountain trolls aren’t social creatures—they usually don’t cross into each other’s territories if they can avoid it. This cave is the only place we won’t risk another attack. And you are staying, Annabel.” He took a step toward me, intent in every line of his face.
“Then you should have brought Mimir when you took me here,” I said. “I’m not trying to be difficult—I’d rather avoid another monster encounter too—but I can’t leave him in the mud in the middle of troll territory.”
Grim stared at me for another long second before he pulled his nostrils up in a sneer. “Fine. I’ll get him. But I swear, if you are not here when I return, I am cutting off his tongue, gouging out his eyes, and slicing off his ears. Do you understand?”
I swallowed thickly before nodding. “Got it.”
He shot me anot
