"It's just a chair," Darius muttered, shrugging a shoulder. "If we start fucking with Geraldine's decorations she'll throw a fit and try to kick us out and then we will either have to leave or make a fuss which could descend into a fight. That doesn't really seem like the best way to make sure they enjoy their party." "Just a chair?" I asked in astonishment. "That throne is the whole reason we're at war with them. We're all waiting for the day when we can sit our asses on the throne and you call it just a chair?" "I already have sat my ass on it. Do you think that makes me more powerful than
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