Nadya turned and looked at Akim apologetically. She wasn't strong, she was smarter than the guards but she wasn't strong enough to defend herself. She gave up.<br/><br/>Two years had passed and Nadya was miserable. She was treated like royalty by Abbadon and she hated it, she hated him. She was forced to sleep next to him every night and she wanted to do nothing more than slit his throat. She was made to sit next to him in his room and sometimes even on his lap when important people were around. Today, a man from the King was coming to check on the judge. She sat in the seat next to Abbadon quietly. When guests would come, she was forced to entertain with her dancing to get them to change their mind about a bad business. Nadya was Abbadon's weapon to get what he wants.