The Seastone Chair

I saw the challenge and rolled my eyes,
bet I could take them by surprise.
Two hundred reviews, a daunting task
to hide my delight, I’d don a mask.
I could be friend or even foe,
and they will wonder, but never know.
I put the Royal Purple aside
in GoT games, you’ve got to hide.
Count your reviews, pick up the pace
an eye on the wheel, a constant chase.
The days move fast, it’s now or never;
the dash for the Throne, alliances will sever.
Tagging and blocking, more challenges for you.
It’s overwhelming. What can your House do?
Take a deep breath, the end is in sight,
grab your players, it’s time to unite.
It’s the final push, no need to brag.
You’ve done your best, it’s in the bag.
But wait, what’s that? The underdog came
with two hundred reviews, staking their claim.
It’s neat and tidy in one little link.
Oh, GoTers you’ve all been hoodwinked!

WC: 332
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