“I knew it!” his lordship snarled. His eyes were glowing in verde green again. “I knew you were tricking me!” He moved toward Mark with clenched fists.
Mark backed away slowly. “I – I was telling the truth. I swear!”
The dark lord wasn’t listening.
Mark’s back hit something solid. He twisted around and found himself facing a wall. He turned back, trembling.
“Can’t you see?” he shouted, letting the words out in a rush. “King Ealdakin’s treasure was the love of his people. They loved him, not because he controlled their minds, but because of what he had done for them. They were the loyal servants to their beloved king!” As soon as the words flew out of his mouth, Mark heard a ring of truth in them.