Akim returned to the throne room and approached his father.<br/>"Father, why must we keep prisoners, why must we make such a name for ourselves?"<br/>Abbadon turned to Akim. "A strong is better to be feared than loved Akim, and I am feared throughout all lands. We are strong, Akim."<br/>Akim shook his head. "No, father, you are strong, not I. What you do is wrong."<br/>Abbadon looked at Akim. "That's enough of your insolence for one day. To your room with you."<br/>Akim scowled. "Gladly," he said as he walked off to his room.