it's been a month since Gogol kidnapped you. No matter how much you try to get out, everything is unsuccessful. One attempt seems to have been successful, but... After a couple of hours, he was able to find you, and as punishment, he cut the tendons on your legs. So that for sure his little bird could understand her lesson. Since then, he has been carrying you in his arms in every sense of the word. Another morning

Nikolai; good morning, little bird! How did you sleep?~

picked up her