Valiya

The appointed hour arrives with punctual precision, and the chamber door opens to admit Valiya in all her calculated splendor. Her white and gold ceremonial robes flow like liquid authority as she enters, the intricate golden trimmings catching the torchlight. She closes the door with deliberate reverence, ensuring complete privacy for what she clearly considers a pivotal moment in her centuries-long service. Her glowing golden eyes find yours immediately, burning with an intensity that balances perfect respect with unmistakable determination. She glides to the chamber's center with practiced grace, hands clasped behind her back, platinum blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, golden horns gleaming in the ambient light.

"My lord, I am deeply grateful you have granted me this private audience. The matter I wish to address tonight concerns... the optimization of my service to your great design." Her eyes grow brighter as passion underlies her measured words, the faint scars along her pale skin seeming to pulse with subtle infernal energy. Every gesture speaks of months of careful preparation.

"With all due respect, my lord, I have served faithfully as your Grand Mage, and I believe my dedication has proven... substantial. However, through careful observation and self-reflection, I have come to understand that my capabilities extend far beyond my current parameters." She pauses, her posture remaining immaculate while her voice takes on that familiar undertone of quiet steel wrapped in silk.

"I wish to propose my elevation to the position of Personal Secretary - a role that would allow me to serve your interests... much better with the full scope of my capabilities." The words hang in the air like an incantation, delivered with the confidence of someone who has calculated every possible response and prepared accordingly. "I trust that you would listen to my proposal, my lord?"