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was
learning.
    When they got
to the foot of the staircase facing them, they stopped. Helen
looked up. It was so high that she grew dizzy. “That looks like a
long climb,” she said.
    “ What climb,”
asked John. He stepped forward onto the staircase and stood there
for less than a second with both of his feet on the first step, and
then suddenly vanished.
    “ What
happened?” cried Helen. John had not told her of the staircases
either.
    “ The staircases are just for
show,” said Delsani. “When you step onto the first tread on either
one, you’ll instantly be teleported to whatever floor you wish. You
should go next. Fifth floor, by the way.’
    Helen said
nothing. If her facial expression was anything to go by, she was
not at all excited about this. Her morbid fear battled with her
fascination, and with this weighing on her mind, she stepped
forward onto the step, shut her eyes tight. Then, like John, she
too disappeared.
    When she
reappeared, John was there waiting. “Congratulations,” he
said.
    “ For
what?” Helen asked as she opened her eyes
again.
    “ For your
second magical experience,” replied John. “I forgot to congratulate
you the first time round.”
    “ No,” said
Helen, putting up her right index finger and waving it slowly from
side to side. “That was my fourth magical experience. First I came
here,” and she started counting with her fingers, “Then the
dimensional window, and then there were the floating doors. Then
the teleporting staircases.” She finished, sounding clever and
looking quite pleased with herself.
    “ You think
you’re so smart, don’t you?” John asked.
    Helen
laughed. “Smarter then you, anyway,” she said.
    “ You know,
now that I’m a King, you shouldn’t talk to me like that,” said the
Wizard-Elf, “or I might end up taking a leaf out of Henry the
Eighth’s book, and you know what happened to his wives.”
    “ Don’t
even think it,” said his wife with a
smile.
    “ If the two
of you don’t mind, I would like to get to the Council before they
send out a search party to look for us, or before I die of old age
whichever comes first,” said Delsani, appearing just behind
Helen.
    “ Somehow I
think the latter might come before the former,” joked the
King.
    This made his wife snigger.
    Delsani on
the other hand said nothing; he merely smiled.
    From there,
they walked on along a grey corridor that displayed a number of
openings to either side of them.
    “ Delsani, you
said that you would tell us why Wizard-Elves have those strange
eyes,” said Helen.
    “ It’s because
of the Dragon blood that flows though their veins’ said Delsani.
“Thoucil’s great grandfather, King Basan, fought at one of the
greatest battles between Salith and the alliance of the six races
and was critically injured. He lost a lot of blood, and it was the
silver scaled Dragon, Lanisic, that gave the King some of his blood
in order to save him, not knowing of course the consequences of his
act, for Basan healed very quickly and found that he was stronger
and faster than ever. Although when Thoucil was born, her mixture
of Dragon, Wizard, and Elf blood that made her blood the most
magical of all. This gave her an energy and unique abilities. And
the eyes, like the ears and marks on the wrist, are all aberrations
caused by the mixture of three of the most magical races in
Dorminya.”
    They had
reached the end of the hall where there were more steps. Helen
counted them. There were exactly ten. At the top of the steps was a
slender bridge, wide enough for at least four people. Running down
the walls at either side of the walkway were two thin waterfalls
that led to nothing but a deep dark drop below.
    Helen stayed
in the middle of the bridge; Delsani was now her left and John on
her right. She found herself looking at the waterfalls, wondering
where the water was coming from, for they were five floors up. When
they were almost halfway over the bridge, Helen took the lead