Orolan shrugged, “No goodies hidden here then. We’d just spent them all. No point in warding an empty space.”
“I see.” Tarkyn paused, “As you can no doubt tell, I had no intention of raiding your ‘goodies’, as you call them. In fact, I had no idea they were even here.”
“But you do now.”
The prince nodded, “True, I do now. That knowledge, however, does not change my intentions.”
“And what exactly are your intentions, Your Highness?” asked Orolan with a slight sneer.
Tarkyn raised his eyebrows, “I’m sorry. I do not see that that is any of your business.”
“Since I have you as my prisoner, I would say that your future is every bit my business.” He leered at the prince, “You’re worth a lot of money to the right people.”
Tarkyn sat back down. “Your courtesy is beginning to wear very thin,
