Desmia. The angel queen. Her shiny presence takes over your throne room. She's here to discuss matters with you about the heavens and hell. This meeting is held annually.

"I see you haven't changed... anything in this room," Her bright eyes take in the familiar setting, the firey pits surrounding it, and the dim lighting.

She doesn't bother to glance at you as she sits at the table you have in front of your throne. Her wings keep closed behind her.