Pagomaris strode forward, in the lead for the first time since we stepped off the platform below, and genuflected so deeply to the thrones before her I'm positive her nose touched the stone. She then turned and smiled at me, body vibrating with joy.
"Bow now before our High and Noble Rulers," she said in a voice throbbing with emotion. "His Royal Highness, Prince Vandelarius, Ruler of the Second Seat, Demon Lord of Milanseme, Carrier of the Sacred Shroud, Lord Master General of the Guard..."
She went on so long I felt my brain going numb.
I know, Sassy sent. Tiresome, aren't they? Your grandmother's titles could fill a thousand paged book, so get that glaze out of your eyes and listen up.
Smartass cat.
Pagomaris finally wound down, adding one last title about a Glorious Chalice of something or another before she turned and bowed herself to the demon on the smaller throne.