"My dearest Anon!" Chrysalis cried, leaping from her throne, pivoting in mid-air so she'd land before you, already facing you. Damn she was good at that. "Curse my shortsighted thinking, I had that throne with you in mind as a Changeling King, wings and all. I should have considered your need for steps and fragile, carapaceless body." she apologized. "Here, let me take care of that."