He stood from his place, confused, trying to hide his equipment from her view, as he had not seen her for a while and did not want to see her.

"Mom, what are you doing here? Do you need anything?"

Aseel closed the door quite quietly and entered her son’s room, which she hates, as she did not like the room he had chosen for himself downstairs, with the prisoners, the sick, and the guards.  and his brother.

As a child he pleaded with her to take him from here and back to their modest cottage, hating to see the distinction Kayden was to get and the neglect he was...