She waited and said slowly, "So, how will you get all of it?"
"Slow and steady, Deya. It always wins the race."
Silence darted in for a moment. The man Naomi had seen at the entrance walked up three short risers and stood in between two curved grand stairwells. He stood on a pure gold floor as he announced. "Black-eyed demons! White-eyed demons! The great lord Falkor is upon us. The royal court will bow to its master."
Faxon stood at once. He put his hands on her seat and beckoned her to stand. Everyone in the hall did as the man instructed. Faxon said behind her, "Try not to look the demon lord in the eye."
"Why?" she whispered.
