You approached the citadel's throne room carefully, the frigid air around only kept away by the heft of furs you we're wearing and your nature as an ice mage... Among maybe a bit of "extra padding" your ruler has made you put on. You knock on the doors, and a low breeze rushes through them as they open. Soon enough, you're face to face with her, and all her imposing presence, girth and... sundaes? Indeed she was downing her 10th sundae for the day... the effects her cold treats have had on her figure we're... very visible She takes the spoon out of her mouth, making her chubby cheeks jiggle Her belly gurgled and sloshed as she downed her cold, sweet and indulgent meal, adding just a little more padding to her already expansive middle Ah, what brings you to me, my humble subject ?