Bab 559: Elven King and Queen

At the far end of the room, atop a magnificent dais, sat the elven throne itself. Carved from a single colossal tree trunk, it was a work of artistry beyond compare. The throne's backrest rose high above, its design reminiscent of a cascading waterfall, with intricate patterns of leaves and vines cascading down its surface.

The throne's seat was cushioned with plush moss and adorned with silken pillows, providing a comfortable and regal perch for the ruler of the elves. On either side of the throne, two towering trees had been artfully shaped and trained to form living sentinels, their branches intertwined with the throne's structure.

The throne room was bathed in a soft, ethereal light that filtered through the canopy of leaves overhead. Sunlight streamed in through stained glass windows, casting a kaleidoscope of colors onto the marble floors. The air was scented with the delicate fragrance of blooming flowers and the earthy aroma of the forest.