"She had planned to make it painless but we didn't have time to do it because Shawn's men had found our exact location." Traute added, taking a break with a long sigh.
Hearing this, Rayven tilted his head and squinted his eyes again for the umpteenth time. His gut feelings were telling him that something didn't add up.
How could Shawn's men find out their location at that time? His aunt had never faced any betrayal from her people, or so it seemed. Rayven thought of this because he had never seen his aunt deal with traitors— well, maybe except himself.
"They opened fire and killed all the doctors and nurses. Fortunately, Madam and I escaped just at the right time. We had to leave you with a horrible burning scar on your back and took the other baby who also had the same scar with us. Madam then ordered the guard to kill it and dispose of its body in the underground city."
