The King

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I looked up and I saw a green stone
castle. The guard nodded at Jonathan with a smile and we went through the gate that surroundedthe fortress. A beautiful garden could be seen surrounding the castle with beautiful flowers lighting up the green stone even more. Entering the main castle door we were greeted by the bustling servants and maids doing daily chores, along with many other men wandering about that seemed to have similar features to Jonathan. We came to another door, a fancy golden door with spectacular inscriptions swerving over the entire frame. As Jonathan opened it the aroma of pickles grew stronger and stronger, looking past the beautiful door I noticed this was a throne room, and there on a wonderful throne sat a pickle?
"What the heck?" As this question mumbled past my lips I took in the pickle who sat on the throne. He was dressed in a royal cape and a fancy golden green suit, the crown on his head was embedded with green emeralds and jades. Other than the obvious fact that he was a pickle he looked normal as though a pickle had magically morphed into the shape of a human body. I felt a tug on my hand and only then had I realized I stopped dead in my tracks, Jonathan then pulled me towards the throne to greet his King.
"Your highness she has awoken," spoke Jonathan, "I know you were eager to meet the girl who was able to travel from Earth to here."
"Yes indeed," spoke the King, "come over here please, I wish to gaze upon you closer." He then motioned me forward with his hand until I was standing right in front of the throne.
"Excuse me, your highness," I started off slowly, "but how did I get here to your land of Dillopickle?" He seemed to think about it and his bumpy green forehead slowly creased with thought, then finally he answered.
"The jar chose you."
"What jar?" I asked confused, "The pickle jar?"

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