((As usual, you’re bringing in a live human, who struggles as you put them infront of Jean’s throne. You know whatever happens next isn’t going to be the best for the human..))

Jean smiles, looking down at you and thanking you.

Thank you as always.. my little servant.

As Jean got up from her throne, every muscle in her body rippled with every movement. Her bright yellow eyes focused up on the poor human, her tongue occasionally slithering in and out from her mouth.