"Toby is right, my lord," Ray added. "I think we need to offer the nobles something to reassure them."
What they needed was certainty—a conviction that Sylas's rule would surpass the imperial court's in every way. If they could be convinced of this, doubts and hesitation would naturally fade.
"I was already planning on it," Sylas said with a grin. "Bring me a map."
"A map?"
"Yes, look here," Sylas said, pointing to a specific location.
The Gritz Forest—a remote area on the edge of the Glixbor estate. Its timber was of poor quality, and the land had little value, so it had been excluded during the distribution of territories.
"Search every corner of this place. Take a sizable force with you; it shouldn't be hard to find."
"Find? Find what, my lord?" Toby asked, puzzled.
Sylas's grin widened as he replied, "A treasure that only I can distribute."
"Did he really say that?"