The Black Citadel
"Oh your back again," says the young man quickly. "What is it you want?"
"Well what do you have that I might need?" you ask him curiously.
"Oh, um," his voice sounds a little shaky, "is it the key you need?"
"Oh, the key," you reply quickly, though you don't know what he's talking about but you decide to play along to see what he has. "That's exactly why I've come. Show it to me!"
The young man opens a drawer in his desk, takes out a key and looks at it for a few seconds before replying,
"I can hand it over to you for, say 5 gold coins, what do you think?"
"Well what do you have that I might need?" you ask him curiously.
"Oh, um," his voice sounds a little shaky, "is it the key you need?"
"Oh, the key," you reply quickly, though you don't know what he's talking about but you decide to play along to see what he has. "That's exactly why I've come. Show it to me!"
The young man opens a drawer in his desk, takes out a key and looks at it for a few seconds before replying,
"I can hand it over to you for, say 5 gold coins, what do you think?"