Akim nodded. "I understand - you're upset, and don't want to talk. Take all the time you need to get acquainted to your new surroundings. If I had a say, you'd be free, but my father and I don't exactly get along very well. Ah, here's your room," he said, stopping in front of a wooden door. He set his staff against the wall and took out a ring of keys, revealing he only had one arm. He unlocked the door and opened the room. Inside was not a dungeon, but instead a luxurious suite, with an actual bed, pillows, blankets, a mirror, and other things. Akim turned to Nadya. "If you're to stay here, you may as well live in style. Don't tell my father, though." He smiled. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask.", he said, as he walked back towards the throne room.