The God-Emperor nodded knowingly. She truly valued efficiency. If Yvraine and Guilliman remained respectful guests to each other for a year or two after marrying, when would she ever get to see her grandchildren?
Seeing this on the God-Emperor's face, Isha asked with a smile, "How is the training of Khorne and Nurgle going? Are you enjoying it?"
"It was somewhat boring at first, but after getting used to it, it really was... interesting." A faint smile appeared on the God-Emperor's placid, aloof, sacred face when she mentioned this.
That smile had little to do with kindness. It was more the satisfaction of having her energy and resentment released.
"Khorne, Nurgle, and Tzeentch have disgusted me for far too long." The God-Emperor narrowed her eyes slightly. The moment she thought of all the trouble they had caused in the past, her expression darkened. "Now they will receive my instruction and prepare to become upright gods of order in the future."
Isha applauded the God-Emperor's plan. "Wonderful, my little darling. If you need whips or thorns, just ask me."
"No need. My slaps are more than enough. Khorne's little unarmored buttocks simply cannot bear my wrath." The God-Emperor declined Isha's kindness and raised her palm, wreathed in golden flames. Even from so far away, Isha's vision was dazzled.
Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch... Reflecting on the current lives of those three neighbors, Isha suddenly became bashful.
There was no other reason. It was only because the nature of Slaanesh within her had begun to anticipate what it would feel like to be pinned across the God-Emperor's lap, have her pants pulled down, and receive a fierce spanking.
Isha shook her head, said she still had matters to attend to, and swiftly vanished into the Warp.
The God-Emperor returned to the Golden Throne and