The male guest stepped onto the stage. He was a very ordinary-looking Frost Giant, with a piece of giant maggot hide wrapped around his waist and a stone club in his hand. He was filthy all over, and his skin, which should have been blue, now looked dull gray.
"Introduce yourself."
Host Laufey lowered his head to look at the program rundown Deathstroke had given him and asked in a businesslike manner.
The Frost Giant did not even dare look at his king. He immediately answered in fear, "My name is Mirmir, and I'm from Shakiborda."
That was probably the name of some Horde, and it might even have something to do with Skadi's dead father. But Su Ming had never heard the term before. It did not matter anyway. A dating reality show was, at its core, just a show. It had a script.
Within the bounds of that script, the actors still needed room to improvise.
The giant king nodded, looking as though he had never heard of that little Horde either. He took out a stone tablet and tossed it to Mirmir. "Choose the woman who makes your heart race. They are numbered one through twenty-four from left to right. Don't say which one you like. Press a bloody handprint beneath her number on the tablet."
The young Frost Giant took the tablet. He hesitated, first looking at the beautiful women, then lowering his head to look at the strange markings on the tablet. At last, he gathered his courage and quietly asked Laufey:
"King Laufey, can I have them all?"
Laufey was about to say that he could if he had the ability to snatch them all back, but then he saw Deathstroke shaking his head from the side with a grim air and immediately changed