Naturally, Jared was delighted.
After making sure Jared was all right, Flaxseed glanced around. Besides the white marble chair, there was nothing else there.
“This is strange. Is there anything special about this white marble throne?” Flaxseed said as he plopped down on the throne.
“No!” Jared thundered to stop Flaxseed.
His previous experience nearly tortured him to death, so he did not want Flaxseed to experience the same thing, too. Alas, it was too late. Flaxseed had already sat down.
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