"Gu? Salidon?"
Thales repeated incredulously, glancing back and forth between Rafael and Gu's cell, trying to grasp a thread of clarity from the jumbled memories and thoughts.
"Explain."
The prince reined in his emotions, seriously staring at Rafael:
"Now."
Rafael was silent for a moment, unnaturally tightening his arms:
"Your Highness, even though you are of the Royal Family, the Secret Sector has never clarified your intelligence level for a long time..."
"Explain!" Thales interrupted him rudely.
"I am explaining," Rafael coldly shut him down:
"But I must make it clear, Your Highness, that I can only reveal information to you that does not exceed the 'Madman' level without breaking the rules."
'Madman' level...
Thales shook his head impatiently:
"You don't need to explain these rules of the Secret Sector to me—just explain."
Rafael let out a cold laugh:
"I wasn't saying it for your benefit."
