The Christmas Devil's Bride (2nd Book Of The Krampus Series)

13 Elves and 1 Lost Queen

Phyrra and Stekkjarstaur and two more female house elves went back and forth to get more firewood and warm blankets as the shivering form of Samantha continued to whrack with her chattering teeth.

Phyrra could not help but place glares on the elves as if they had done something naughty and what they did was way beyond her master's naughty rules.

The elves could not help but sneak glances at their shivering queen and felt something they never felt before in the pits of their stomach and whatever it was, it wasn't a nice feeling they feel everytime they do some naughty stuff.

The panicked atmosphere suddenly turned dark and cold and Samantha shivered all the more as the winds grew harsh from the outside that it rattled all of the wooden furnitures inside their underground home.

Despite not being part of the blame, Phyrra cannot help but shake as the angry blood red eyes of her master as he eyed the prone form of Samantha.

"Was ist passiert?"

Krampus gritted out at the huddled group while Phyrra remained at Samantha's side.

Either Kertasníkir was idiotic enough to tell or he was just had the courage to stand up to his master to answer the question.

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Grýla had let Samantha take a day off by request of Krampus and Samantha began to wonder if the Christmas Devil really had a heart.

Stop thinking about that and start thinking what you are going to do on your day off.

Samantha beamed and stood up from her spot on her bed. The only places she knew were the restrooms that she had ordered Phyrra to clean out the death smell inside, the other one is the library which she found out that Krampus would often sit there to read on torture chambers and criminal case records on people in the archives.

The kitchen was also there and Samantha knew that was where Pottaskefill and Ketkrókur would be for making dinner.

Samantha shuddered as she remembered the appetizer of the Snow Beast and nearly gagged. Phyrra walked in with a bright smile in her face as she carried today's breakfast with christmas treats as dessert.

Samantha beamed she munched on the food before looking at Phyrra and decided to test out her language skill.

"Was...willst du heut...machen?"

Phyrra beamed with pride at her mistress and answered hastily back with excitement "Wir können draußen spielen. Der Sturm ist nicht so schlimm" Samantha blinked and tried to process what Phyrra said before she nodded.

Phyrra followed her mistress from behind before one of the female elves asked her for assistance.

Samanatha quickly went out with her winter clothes Phyrra slknitted for her with the materials she lent from Krampus.

Samantha smiled with delight as tiny snowflakes began falling and hesitantly took a step outside the hidden home of Krampus.

CRUNCH!

I never knew how deep the snow is here.

Snickers and giggles were heard before Samantha fekt a shuddering coldness in her back and a force that sent her face flat to the ground.

The 13 elves laughed witb glee and Samantha pushed herself off with snow covering her face and glared at them albeit playfully.

She grabbed a pile of snow and hastily made a snowball before throwing it towards tha closest elf in front of her which was Stúfur and because of his small weight along with the force of Samantha's throw, it sent the elf down to the ground and rolling away, making a huge snowball of himself.