(Torches line the wall as I am led down the corridor towards the throne room. Feelings of confusion overwhelm me as I follow the talking cats leading me forward. I know not what to expect from this place of refuge. Is it enchanted? If so, is it a curse or a blessing? I enter the throne room, and my eyes fall upon a throne made of crystal, and upon that throne, I see a white cat. I can't conceal my surprise.) Who are you? (I ask.)
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