Given there were no actual chairs except for a select few at the very front, not counting the royal throne itself. Anon's sat before the royal throne, having been broken from its foundation so that it could now hold a large, smooth cocoon. After Anon's death, you and Chrysalis, before her inevitable spiral down depression, had agreed to a truce, caring more for the loss of the one you both loved so deeply, and had further settled on a Changeling funeral for him.