Chapter Twenty-Six
Furnishings
"Who do I see about getting some new furniture for the office?"
Hoggle stared at her blankly.
"Some filing cabinets for the documents and maybe a chair that doesn't put my chin on my knees?"
"The king."
"Surely he has someone to handle little issues like that for him?" Sarah thought about asking something of the cold monarch who hadn't even deemed to look at her and shivered. Her professors had been very clear: when possible, deal with the underlings rather than the fae themselves.
"Nah, he does just about everything here." Hoggle cackled, "S'why just about nothing gets done!"