Zadeh wasn't in a good state. It could even be described as worse than death.
Molevin's safe escape was both a source of comfort and the beginning of a nightmare.
Princess Nina vented all her anger on him.
This woman had all sorts of ways to make his life a living hell.
Sometimes, the pain wasn't unbearable. What was even more terrifying was that he couldn't sleep or move. He could only feel the bone-deep itchiness all over his body…
"Where's the seal? Do you still want to continue resisting to the end?" Nina walked to Zadeh's bed with a bowl of soup and looked down at him as she asked.
"Don't tell me you still think that by resisting until the end, you can really wait for your brother, who hates you to the core, to save you?"
