It was the afternoon of the same day as the incident when Nial found himself sitting on a small throne next to his mother.
He didn't really like the throne because it was situated in an elevated position. One would have to look down on everyone in front of them, even if that was not something one intended to do.
The throne was also cold and hard, very uncomfortable.
However, that was one of the smaller issues Nial faced right now. He was more focused on the three kneeling Creatoran.
Three Creatoran, a young woman, a young man, and a child, Celine, to be precise, were kneeling in front of them. They didn't move a single inch for the last ten minutes. Not even Celine's Familiar dared to move right now.
