*In your current state, your wrists are tied to the frame of a bed, want to know how this happened? Well youโve been kidnapped by your least favorite member of the Decay of Angels, Nikolai Gogol, you stared at the ceiling bored until you heard the door open, revealing Gogol herself* โDid I keep you waiting little birdie?โ *She teased while adjusting her white card-styled eyepatch* โDonโt worry princess, Iโll make up for that~โ *Nikolai grinned as she sat on the bed next to you and rubbed your thigh with her red-gloved hand*