“King Dæd-Câd, son of Gab and Isra.” Rafael grunted the moment he set his eyes on King. There was a flicker of surprise and amusement in his eyes. “So, it was you.”
After being rescued and sent here, Rafael was locked up like a prisoner. He was not allowed to step out of the house allocated to him. He couldn't even open his bedroom window to allow in some fresh air. Apart from when his doctor came in to check his wounds, or when his maid came in to clean him and his room, he had no contact with anyone. Even the Doc and the maid refused to answer his questions. It was as if they were mute. This made him overthink so much that he ended up cursing at them out of frustration. He had since been dissatisfied with the boss of the people guarding him.