The wizard chuckled, the sound echoing off the cold walls of the dungeon. "Answers, my dear king? Such a commodity comes at a price, a toll paid in the currency of truth. Are you prepared to handle the weight of revelations?"
I nodded, determined not to let his games deter me. "Speak, wizard. I have little patience for riddles."
He leaned forward, the chains creaking with the movement, and locked eyes with me.
The wizard leaned back, a sinister grin playing on his lips. "Concern yourself not, majesty. After all, what harm can an old sorcerer do?"
I resisted the urge to unleash my frustration upon him, realizing that extracting information from this wily mage would require more than straightforward inquiries.
I knew the wizard wouldn't reveal more than he already had. He was notoriou
