WALSIAS POINTED BEHIND them to the large intricate design on the stone wall resembling a maze. The circle had scalloped edges and vines carved around the exterior. The runes inside its boundaries were unlike any Cabal had seen before. He turned to Sarah and asked, “Can you read this?”
Sarah turned to him with a puzzled frown and said, “I think it’s Arabic, but I can’t read it.”
She glanced at Jack who shrugged and said, “Sorry, I never made it to the Middle East, but it looks more like Chinese to me.”
Chuckling Walsias explained, “No one sees the same runes and none can read what they see.” He came to Sarah’s side and gazed up at the beautiful red-haired sorceress. “Your eyes are as blue as the truest sapphire. No Elf can shame your beauty. I can see why the Prince favors you.”
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