Warning: This is a memory. It happened back when the White Witch was still alive and is not actually happening now. Do NOT get confused!
Chapter 9: Witch's Orders
"Abaddón, come here," Her Majesty called, and the proud wolf hurried to obey her call. Not only did he respect her and worship the ground she walked on, but he feared her enough to know it was unwise to rebel.
Abaddón bowed his head once he reached her throne, unwilling to unleash her wrath by doing the wrong thing in her presence. "You called, my Queen?" he murmured.
"Dear wolf," Her Majesty said in a honey-sweet voice, "I've come here to talk to you about some rather… unpleasant issues."
Fear rose in Abaddón's chest. "Your Majesty?"
"If this battle were to end, and not favorably on our side, I must ask you to… take care of some unfinished business," Her Majesty said delicately.
Slightly relieved that she didn't seem to want to kill him now, he nodded slightly, quickly trying to guess what kind of 'unfinished business' the Witch had been talking about. It didn't have anything to do with that stupid Lion, did it? "What business would that be, my Queen?"
A menacing smile crossed her face. "A… friend of mine. I'd like you to pay him a little visit…"