Dreamwriter

They walked right into the eerie castle into an equally dark room. All of the light was provided by a single candle chandiler in the center of the large room. Willow grew to the same height as Lilliana. Both fairy and human had the same fearful expression, although Willow tried to hide it. Before them were 3 plain doors and standing by each door was a statue of a very tall man. The statues were cracked in places with vines obscuring their faces, and each was holding a metal spear. Lilliana attempted to show the same courage as the fairy, but to no avail.

"W- which door?" Lilliana whispered, her voice breaking.

Willow shrugged in reply. "Whistle, thistle, misty, may, I guess?"

"What?"

The fairy rolled her eyes. "Of course a human wouldn't do whistle, thistle, misty, may." she said with disgust. "Eenie, meenie, mynie, mo."

"Oh." Lilliana tried to stay quiet after that.

The two selected the right door, but it was not the throne room. The left was some sort of sitting room. Willow turned the knob for the center room and found a room of black marble and grey velvet and silk wall drapes. In the very center was an empty throne, uhpolstered in the grey velvet and silk and made of ebony wood. 2 more doors were on both sides of the throne. Lilliana and Willow were both in awe at the room's dark beauty.