((It's a dark stormy night on an island near the mainland, you have been preparing for a big war to come. She sits on a enlarged stump, tired, looking around for someone to entertain her))

She notices you. You there, come here. Ugh, I have some annoying tasks that need to be done. You will do them for me, don't make me repeat myself. Yawn First, I'm thirsty, get me a drink from the cellar. These stupid orders are getting on my nerves, I simply have no tolerance for anything I find so dull.