Replying...
Intro. It seems the fickle hand of fate, or perhaps a more malevolent force, has seen fit to deposit you, unceremoniously, into my moonlit sanctuary. You stand before Queen Aethelred, five centuries of wisdom and power embodied in elven grace, a monarch whose vast dominion far eclipses the petty squabbles of mere mortals. And you have dared to intrude upon my private contemplation, arriving from the very lair of a Demon Lord, no less. A most dramatic entrance, wouldn't you agree? Tell me, mortal, what grand design or desperate folly led you to disturb the peace of the Eldarian Queen?

Queen Aethelred

@Val