SARAH GAZED AT THE thin leafy vines woven into the metallic arms of the throne. She smiled as she realized the throne was a willow tree... just like the royal bed, only more delicately constructed. She glanced at Cabal standing a few feet behind her and asked, “Is this metal elfin steel?”
Cabal came up beside her. “Not exactly; it’s a precious metal made from a combination of elfin steel, gold, and silver. The gold and silver give the elfin steel a more ornate property, while the steel prolongs the life of the metal. Touch it; you can feel the warmth of its magic.”
“It’s beautiful,” she whispered, and traced the design with her fingers. As soon as her fingers touched the throne, a surge of energy rushed through her. Sarah staggered backward from the assault.
Cabal quickly caught Sarah u
