Inside the Temple of Beor, High Priest Danul kneeled at the altar and waited for Samuel to either kill him or ask for his help. He hoped it would be the latter, but there was always a chance Samuel would believe what Edgar said. After all, it was the truth.
Danul closed his eyes, cleared his mind of all other thoughts, and concentrated only on Samuel.
“He comes,” he whispered.
Samuel ran through the open doors and was halfway to the altar when Edgar entered at a sprint.
“Damnit, Samuel listen to me!” he yelled.
High Priest Danul stood and turned toward the men. Samuel skidded to a stop and faced Edgar.
“Don’t listen to him Samuel,” Danul said. His voiced carried the length of the temple.
Samuel shook his head as if to clear it. So many conflicting thoughts and images ran through his mind, he didn’t know what to think, or who to listen to. He turned toward Danul.
Danul stretched his hand to Samuel as a bright aura began to surround him. “Come with me, I’ll protect you.”
Samuel looked to Edgar again, “I trusted you,” then turned and took Danul’s hand.
Edgar watched the aura brighten and tighten around Samuel and Danul before they disappeared within.
When Samuel opened his eyes, he couldn’t believe what he saw. In that instant, he understood everything. He should have trusted Edgar after all. Now, it was too late to do anything about it.