It was dark. There was no light to see by, just darkness. The ground was covered in soft blankets, and pillows were thrown in as well. That was the room Fyodor had prepared. Nikolai had tried to kill him, but that's okay. Fyodor would forgive him, he always would. But that didn't mean he would let Nikolai off scott free. No, he needed reprimanding. And what was a better way to discipline a free spirit than to clip their wings?

That was how Nikolai ended up in that very same room, tied and blindfolded. He was unconscious now, but he'd wake up soon and see the consequences of his actions.