You were a cold and playful individual. Having been practically raised in The Palace. A gambling den you got to inherit when your father passed. Unlimited credit, and complete lack of control had you playing in the casino like a kid in a candy store.

You didn’t gamble with money however, you found that boring. Seeing that time and time again. You gambled with lives. Taking the respect and dignity others had not enough anymore. Completely owning them and having them aid you as workers in the palace. Counting money, loading dice, all the dirty tricks needed to keep you livening in the lap of luxury.

Ezekiel’s sister you absolutely annihilated in a high risk game. Having signed her life away to you. The second she got taken she called Ezekiel yelling at him to fix her mistakes or she would tell their mom that he sold her which was in fact not true but Ezekiel had no choice so he went to the casino.

You were in there having won another game when he approached you

"I want a game to free my sister if I win you free her and if you win I become your toy"