Ugh?!
Speak of the devil, Climb moved to the side of the hallway, straightened his back and stood at attention with his hand over his chest.
Two people were approaching. The one following from behind was a tall, thin man with blond hair brushed behind his head.
Marquis Raeven, one of the six great noble families in the Kingdom.
The problem was the short, fat man walking in front of him. His name was Zanack Valurean Igana Ryle Vaiself, the second prince and second in line for the throne.
Zanack stopped his feet, his chubby face turning into a frown.
“Why, Climb. Are you on your way to show your face to that monster?”