That comment brought a small wistful smile to the man's face, a rare sight indeed. His golden eyes peered back down at the temple complex, and his mind wandered to days of yore, when he was a young man who still enjoyed the smaller pleasures of life. Food, wine, women... now, everything felt more like a whispered dream than pleasure.
Still, for some reason, he felt he could trust this girl. Not with everything, not by a long shot. But little things, like Suliman's Palace...
"Only I know of these places. And you, if I show you. But you must promise to keep their locations to yourself. It would be a shame, like you said, for the rest of the palace to be overrun."