The reserved seats for the council members were nothing special, not any more comfortable than any other seat in the venue. This was true except for the services of several "exquisitely beautiful" maids, a bunch of beverages and fruits whose presence in the spiritual world was a conundrum, and a desk bell that could summon various services. They were just closer to the chairman's podium and received more attention, that was all.
Byron, for his part, didn't do anything unnecessary and firmly declined the proposed massage services—of course, that had nothing to do with Violet sitting right beside him.
