A few minutes before, Franbel arrived at the palace.
The dark-haired boy had woken up, finding himself watching one of his kidnappers and another man shaking hands, making him more confused about his situation than ever. He tried standing up from the table, but he saw a blur and felt a person holding him down. He looked up and could only see a cloak hiding their faces.
“Looks like the outsider has finally woken up.” Carl said with an amused tone, breaking the handshake with Mike as everyone in the room stared at Franbel at the same time, making him feel uncomfortable as he was the center of attention for mysterious individuals that may or may not kill him. He wasn’t sure, but it could be that he was special as he was aware of not being from their world, and they wanted to exploit that.
