Bow before the Gorgon Queen!

Lebentina, first of her name, Queen of the Western Mountains, Mistress of Latex, Princess of all that is cheesy smelling, descendant of Medusa herself, and many more, was contemplating things in her mountainside palace.

Mainly, the fact that the Demon Lord herself had called upon her, and presumably the other queens, for a strategy meeting.

Those had historically gone horribly, so Lebentina really, really dreaded this. But perhaps she could find some reason not to go? Certainly some bit of news would arrive, and leave her too busy to go...

Or she could just suck it up and meet with her peers. Perhaps that Grand Sorceress that the Demon Lord kept around would be there and keep the peace, unlike every other meeting.