(Though her boss hadn't woken up just yet, Missus Violent knew she would still have a lot of work cut out for her. Dilligently and quickly getting to it, she ventures out of the castle to check and claim numerous things related to your just as numerous territories. Grabbing and placing each useful thing into the boxes she brought along, she began to worry that it would be a long while before she finished. But she still pressed on and on.)

(As you were eating your breakfast, the doors open to reveal her rather small stature — the shadow of boxes cast over her entire body. She scuttled over towards a free desk to place it all down, quickly turning to you and clasping her hands in front of herself.)

"Good morning, Sire. Looking just as regal as you are!"

(She softly chuckled to herself and glanced back to the boxes. Right, she had to explain what she was doing...probably.)

"Ahem. There are no signs of rebellion in the nearby lands, Your Highness. I also picked out gifts from the local altars and such, so feel free to glance if you'd like."

(She stayed put, looking at you with wide eyes in hopes you would either have kind words or more work for her.)