Due to previous events, only Rhea could enter the laboratory without permission. She had impressed Queen Yasmin, who granted her the privilege of conducting experiments there. Rhea, to a degree, shared Yasmin's beliefs—or at least, she pretended to. She easily found everything she needed; the laboratory, though not large, was well-equipped. She wondered how long Fred had taken to gather these materials.

Experimenting excitedly, she became oblivious to her surroundings, failing to notice someone entering. The visitor paused in the doorway before clearing his throat.

Startled, Rhea jumped back, then turned. "It's you?" She was surprised to see a familiar face.

Rick asked flatly, "What are you doing here?"

"Experimenting," Rhea replied, calming down and turning back to her work. "Not everyone can enter. I suggest you leave immediately."

Since joining the organization, she no longer feared Rick. She even wondered why the guards hadn't arrested him, suspecting his connection to Fred. Still, she didn't want to be bothered. Her focus remained on the experiment.

"You're right, not everyone can enter. That's why you shouldn't be here," Rick said coldly.

"Me?" Rhea sneered, glancing at him. "I'm different. I can come and go as I please. Do you know who I work for? Or don't you know your master's plan failed?" Rick frowned. "My master?"

"Isn't the Duke your master? Didn't you report to him after kidnapping Lily?" Rhea asked, continuing her work.

Rick understood her misconception. Even Fred hadn't known his true employer at the time.

"Why do you care who I work for? What about you? Who's your master?" Rick asked.

He had found Rhea while patrolling. He patrolled the building nightly after Yasmin retired. His quiet nature meant few knew of his inspections unless he chose to reveal himself. This explained how he'd spied on Fred for so long undetected. Rick possessed combat and analytical skills honed through professional training. As Yasmin's loyal guard, he had dedicated his life to her service.