The blonde wizard laughed, "Ah, so you do remember."
He moved in on the boy, bringing his face down to Syaoran's level.
"A book, Syaoran. That's what you took from the castle and so willingly hid in your uncle's home, a simple book." The wizard paused staring into the boy's large, brown eyes. "But even that's not so simple, is it, Syaoran? I can see beyond your confused expression. I can see this is one boy who knows just how valuable one little book could be. Especially if it belongs to the King of a country, if it's the King's own personal book filled with the King's own written words, plans, laws, and secrets. Secrets of the Kingdom, Syaoran."
Fai put his face close to the boy's and whispered, "What do you think would happen to a man, a man like your uncle, found to have stolen such a book?"
The wizard paused, and was greatly amused by the expression of understanding creeping across the young boy's features. "Ah, I see from your face that you know very well the answer to Fai's question." He narrowed his eyes, and staring into boy's face, stated simply, "He'd be a traitor, wouldn't he, Syaoran?"
Not stepping back, but moving even closer in, pinning the boy against the wall, and having no intentions of letting the boy go just yet, Fai once again asked, "What do you say, Syaoran, you'll do the job, ne?"