"Master, the great tree gave me this. Do you want to step on it?"
Lorelia bent down, hoisted the throne from beneath her feet, and lifted it to Orion. Her massive eyes fluttered in an innocent, eager display, like a child offering a prized treasure.
As the Master of the continent and a member of the World Tree branch, Orion instantly recognized what she was holding.
It was woven from the roots of the World Tree.
Orion reached out and took the throne. The Demigod Artifact offered no resistance, allowing him to examine it freely. After studying the intricate weave of the roots for a moment, he glanced up at the fruit-bearing tree on the summit. He understood perfectly.
"Keep it safe. Never let it leave your side, and never let anyone else touch it," Orion said, handing the throne back. He reached out and ruffled her smooth hair.
