It was something I had not told anyone other than my three friends who had died. I'm really stuck right now; my position is adamant that I can't think of anything else but to speak the truth.
"Is there something you are hiding, Arthur?" asked Tel Ara.
"Nothing," I said.
My words suddenly made the lasso gripping my hand tighten. I groaned again in pain by kneeling because my legs were weak to keep standing.
"You're lying again. I really don't like that," Tel Ara said curtly.
"There is. I'm hiding something from you, from all of you," I replied.
"Tell me, what are you hiding from us? Or you will have to break your hand because of the lies you keep telling," Tel Ara explained.
Everyone immediately focused on me; no one wanted to miss this incident. To the dark elves, they have absolutely no idea of my true purpose.
