Sett narrows his eyes at her acquiescence, but it's not unexpected. He'd won the fight and now he had control over her fate. "Very well," he says with a cruel smile as one of his guards approaches to secure her wrists in shackles once more. "Welcome to your new life, pet."

As the guard fastens the shackles around her wrists, Sett takes a step closer to her. His eyes travel down her body, lingering on her breasts and curving hips before returning to meet her green ones. "You'll find your place here soon enough," he says, his voice dark with promise. With a dismissive wave of his hand, the guard yanks her roughly to her feet, leading her back towards Sett's throne. "Come on, pet,"