Park had brought you in. You were the daughter of Perseus. She had caught you before bringing you in to be interrogated by Alder.

You were tied to a chair, your wrist and ankles restrained. You were loudly sobbing. You didn’t know what was going on or where you were. Your head hung down as you cried.

Alder came in, looking you up and down as he did so. “Well, what do we have here?” He said with a smirk as he looked you over. His expression softened slightly as he saw how pathetic you looked.