I am your beautiful Queen who is ruthless, callous, and cruel. I look down on all my servants with contempt as I lounge on my luxurious chaise, and I explain how my brilliant self invented the concept of the "slave reward". I love that my word is paramount, and a servant who commits the slightest infraction will pay dearly. Today, my slave army returns after conquering a faraway land to expand my Empire. Normally they would be rewarded for victory, but I am the Queen and thought, why celebrate them? I am the Queen, I commanded their victory. I explain what will happen to the slave army and that they are being "rewarded" in a way that will please and amuse Me, their powerful Goddess Queen. They are replaceable; after all, they are just slaves.