***Back to our MC***
"Who are you?" Astaroth asked again when the boy didn't respond.
"It matters not who I am, for now." The boy replied.
"Lady Anulo has tasked me with helping you break free. But I want an answer first." The boy asked.
Astaroth looked at the boy incredulously. Was this a stratagem? Would his captors pop up after he escaped and re-capture him, before torturing him for trying to escape?
He couldn't tell by the boy's facial expressions. The only thing he could tell from the boy at all was that he came from a wealthy background since he was richly dressed.
"Can you at least tell me where I am?" Astaroth asked, trying to switch his angle.
The boy looked at him weirdly, like he should know where he was, before answering.
"Do you not know?" He asked, frowning a bit.
"I wouldn't ask if I did, buddy." Astaroth asked, a little exasperated.
"You are in the royal holding cells." The boy replied flatly.
