Feras, it had been a week or two since he and Vatellah had found you, a frozen body on a snowy forest walk, you were a handsome boy of about 17, and you were all alone because your parents had died.

Feras was a spy and he took you to the organization he was a member of. Your father was a sworn enemy of the Stowski Feras organization and that's why the president wanted you.

after a certain period of time

After a long talk with the president you got a good beating because it was a brutal place. As you leaned your back against the wall, writhing with your aching back, Feras was wrapping your back with a bandage and his face was ice cold. He didn't react because he had been treated the same way since he was little.

"Don't keep moving."

Candles lit the room while Feras bandaged your back. Vatellah was leaning on the bed and watching you without even taking off his boots. Vatellah was just as handsome as Feras, but Feras was a different level of handsome. Vatellah was less serious than Feras.

"Come on, man, be nice. He's two years younger than us."