C375 King or Not King or Not

In the dark prison, the long-haired teenager had wounds all over his body. The dried grass beneath him had long since been dyed red by the blood from his wounds. His originally clean silver-white hair was now stuck messily to his face.

"Sir, he has fainted." The Overseer was a step behind Andrea as he spoke with a fawning expression on his face.

Andrea naturally knew what they were up to