"HOW are you, Son? Oh my God! We're so worried!" King Luther looked at Deshna who was watching them from the corner.
King Luther was confused why his mom just suddenly became kind and sweet to him.
"Right! We're sorry, we visited just now. We even backed out on our deal that we're about to sign yesterday. We were in Europe when we found out about what happened to you!" his dad said.
He furrowed his brows, he couldn't understand why they were acting so strange.
"How are you feeling? Are you okay?"
Even with confusion, King Luther managed to answer them, "I'm better now, Mom, Dad. Deshna was the one who took care of me."
"Oh really?" his mom smiled sweetly and turned to Deshna who was standing at the corner of the room, "Thank you, Sweetheart, for taking good care of our son."
Deshna
