She lived a life of poverty. She was able to eat and sleep under a shelter, but ended with having no possession at all. She was considered as belonging to the lowest caste. However, she made some friends among it. People saw Nadia as cultivated, eager to read and learn when possible, and mastering writing, which she did for friends. She was robust, stunning, and never got sick a single time. She was considered strong-willed, a leader at heart.
Nadia, 56 years old, seaman, became the new leader of a new branch of the family.
12 years later, Nadia spent time to learn to cook better, and made some various experiments. Not all of the dishes were good, but most weren't bad. Later, Nadia had to hold a very ceremonial speech and did well. At the same time, Nadia was robbed in a street of Istanbul / Constantinople / Byzantium during a dark night.
She was oppressed by the people in Istanbul / Constantinople / Byzantium for believing in Berber religion, and she had to find another place to live. The departure was sponsored by a local figure that gave her a recommandation, so she would be welcomed wherever she went. The family settled in Knossos.
Aged 75, Nadia wanted to find the love of her live and marry. She began to look for a suitable spouse in Knossos. Nadia fell in love with Shalyapin, a beautiful man, 21 years old, a beggar. Both married and lived together from now on. Soon after, Nadia spent a year reflecting of her actions. Soon after, Nadia had a crush on someone that didn't love her back.