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As usual, Jacklyn emerged from her hideaway a couple hours after dawn and made her way to the study. Wyatt was usually up by now, so she was surprised to find it empty. At first she dismissed it as him sleeping in, or perhaps her misjudging the time and getting up a bit early. However, after a few hours dragged by she began to get anxious.
It was nearly noon, and with no sign of Wyatt she decided to go upstairs and check on him. She had found his bedroom during her first days in the castle, but had never returned since then. Even before she was willing to speak to him, she had respected his privacy enough to stay out.
Jacklyn half expected him to find her halfway up the stairs, or in the hallway. He'd laugh, shake his head, and wonder what she was doing there. She'd say she was worried, he'd be flattered but politely inform her he had only been sleeping in.
But that did not happen. She stood outside his bedroom door, which, like most doors in the castle, was kept sligh
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Wyatt's invitation to dinner had caught Jacklyn a bit off-guard at first. However, she quickly adjusted to the idea and even joined him at the table the very next day. Well, on the table, moreso. Fortunately, the dining table, like most of the castle furniture, was quite lavish and intricately carved. So scaling it had proven quite an easy task.
They had three meals together in this fashion, although conversation was minimal. Wyatt spoke a bit about the food, and how he procured it. Apparently there was only a few days worth of food stored in the castle at any given time, and every few days or so he conjured fresh food magically. He seemed surprised when Jacklyn told him she had never seen magic until she came to the castle, but he did not press the issue.
Between meals, they had gone their separate ways. Jacklyn mostly wandered around the castle. She guessed Wyatt had better things to do than entertain a human all day, although as far as she could tell, he spent most
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For the next few days, Jacklyn found herself quickly adjusting to life in the castle. It was hard to say if it was better or worse than her life in Revelle. Food was easy to come by, as the giant seemed to have taken to leaving bits of bread and other foods out for her. Well, "bits" to him, anyway. To her they were decent-sized portions. She got the feeling he was doing this deliberately, and at first had been hesitant to take the food, fearing a trap. But, it seemed his only intention with the food was to keep her fed, not to lure her into the open. In fact, the food was rarely placed in the open- usually near walls or other secluded areas.
She had found a home of sorts for herself in the castle walls. A crack in the wall similar to her previous hiding spot, only it opened into a small sized room. Just large enough for her to sleep and stash a few pieces of food for herself. However, she was usually only there to sleep and occasionally take a brief rest. Much of the d
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Jacklyn spent most of the morning exploring the castle. She kept near the walls, staying cautious and frequently pausing to listen for giants. So far, she had only seen the one. She made a point of remembering what he looked like so she might be able to keep track of how many lived in the castle. She saw him several times, though not as closely as their encounter on the staircase. Surely he couldn't be the only one though? This castle was too huge for just one giant.
She soon found her answer, or at least hints of it. She managed to squeeze into a couple rooms that appeared to be bedchambers, but they had fallen severely out of use. Everything was covered in what a giant might have seen as a thin layer of dust, although to her it was quite a bit more than that. In the first such room, she had lingered too long and eventually the dust tickled her nose and she sneezed, sending a massive cloud of dust flying up from the carpet and into her face. The other two times she fo
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Jacklyn woke shortly after dawn. She stretched, feeling stiff from sleeping in the straw all night. She walked outside, heading for the house when something made her stop dead in her tracks.
Just outside the farmhouse, a massive plant had grown, apparently overnight. A beanstalk, she realized. The bean her father threw out the window last night apparently germinated into this massive plant. It seemed impossible... yet there it was.
She craned her neck, trying to see how far up the stalk grew. It seemed to disappear into the clouds. Could it have possibly sprouted more beans overnight? It seemed possible... Enough beans that size could feed her and her father for years! They wouldn't exactly be eating like kings, but they would be eating, at least.
Jacklyn walked up to the stalk, wondering if she could climb it. It seemed sturdy enough- more than capable of holding her weight. The stalk was made of a series of thick vines interconnecting, but with plenty of space for he
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"Beans?" Jacklyn said, not bothering to mask her skepticism.
"Magic beans!" the merchant said. Though perhaps calling this man a merchant was a bit generous. He appeared to be in his late forties or early fifties. He was of a tall and willowy build, and his clothes were rather plain and worn out looking. He appeared to have no wares other than the sack beans, although it was possible they were just hidden away in his cloak as the beans had been.
"Ah," she said, making a show of seeming unconvinced.
"Really, child, you think you'll find a better offer?" he leered.
She frowned, inwardly admitting he had a point. She glanced at the old dairy cow whose tether she held in her hand. She had provided well when she was young, but now she was far too old to be supplying milk. She was thin and gaunt, and no doubt any meat harvested from her would be... lacking, to say the least. In more prosperous villages, people would not have the audacity to even try to give such a pat