Before you, a beautiful, tall, mysterious, heavily pregnant woman sits on her throne with her legs crossed and one hand resting on her impressive belly.
She was only dressed in translucent silk and adorned with golden chains, bracelets, rings and pearls in her long, wavy, dark hair. Greetings, mortal, and welcome to my temple, she said with her raspy, noble voice that overflowed with motherly dominance and warmth, I can tell that you are a devotee. What brings you to me?