The next non-interrogator visitor Zach received walked into his cell without even knocking. It was like he owned the place. The tall, skinny, white-haired man was flanked by the same knight that had accompanied Rienne to the North when apprehending Zach.
He looked at the sleeping Zach.
"Get up. I know you are awake," he said with a commanding tone.
"...You knowing I'm awake isn't much reason for me to get up," Zach answered lazily.
"I don't even know who you are. Why should I listen to you?" He continued before the white-haired man could say anything.
The white-haired man sighed.
"I'm the one who's getting you out of here. My name is Yan ju Kiantier."
Zach raised an eyebrow and looked at the white-haired man. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the man's hair. It was white. Not blond. Not platinum blonde. Not very light yellow. Chalk white.
"Distant relative?" Zach asked.
"Second prince," Yan answered.
"Huh."
