"The treasury? Hah!" Zadkiel laughed, before then turning to his butler and ordering "Lead the lady to her desired destination." Which made the old man's eyes glint in odd understanding.
The lady looked at him in shock when she heard this, which he easily noticed, so he answered her unspoken query "Better you take it than that demon my brother called son."
The lady remained silent for a moment, before she replied as she and her followers followed the old man down the dark corridors of his luxurious palace "Thank you for your cooperation."
Zadkiel then turned to the blunt tall man, and asked "And you, what do you want? If it was Darr you sought, then I'm afraid I have none more to give, for as you can see it's already been spoken for."
"I am not here for gold." The man quickly claimed "Instead I have come here today to make certain that any and all information you hold of us is properly disposed of."
