The throne room of the demon king's castle can only be described in one word, amazing. The ceiling was so high and many chandeliers were hanging down from it. This makes the room dimly illuminated by the candles which enhanced the mysterious aura of the hall. There's a red carpet decorated the path to the throne. My lovely wife walking in front of me calmly like a model walking down the catwalk. She is dazzlingly enchanting.
She walks towards the throne and was about to sit down. It was awkward for me because there's no other seat prepared in the room. Where should I sit? Should I just wait behind her like an obedient servant? No no no. I definitely hate that idea. But, if she ordered her subordinate to prepare another seat for me, I am afraid it will cause some more problems to arise. Wh
