Hannah meditated in silence, enjoying the peace of her inner self, resting upon her sense of self and power as if it was air to breathe, rejuvenating herself with every deep breath.

She'd been doing it so long, she'd lost track of the before, unaware of how she got there, what she was doing before, and how hard it was to care much within the beatitude she rested in; a part of her wanted to giggle at the thought:

"So that's what it feels like."

She knew she was going to awaken soon, but curiosity and anticipation began to well up in her. Was she alone? Was there a slave happily, mindlessly waiting in attendance for her when she would leave her state?  Was she practicing another levitation spell, or were her legs crossed under themselves resting upon a slave's back? When she opened her eyes, would there be a slave there to find themselves utterly beholden to her mesmeric green stare?

Taking in one more deep breath, she left the state she resided in, and opened her eyes with powerful intensity. Before her eyes could register anything, a gasp filled the air as someone else's eyes sank into hers.

"I obey Goddess Hannah," the voice intoned, echoed really as she heard it in-front of her, and beneath her.

Goddess Hannah smiled, feeling mentally born anew as a ruler above all she surveyed.