"I'll be counting on your assistance, Azi."

"You'll have it."

"Wonderful."

"I aim to serve my Empress well."

"Your aim has been true thus far."

"I'm glad you're satisfied."

"Pleased, shall we say. You haven't managed 'satisfied' yet."

"What would satisfy you?"

"A pretty girl's tender and attentive ministrations usually does the trick."

"I can do tender," she teases, stepping closer to Elliane, "If it's very important to you, and I'm always attentive and pretty."

She reaches a hand out to cup Azi's cheek.

"A good start."

She turns her head, brushing a kiss across Elliane's hand, and a low rumbling purr builds in her chest. 

"You'll be the most beautiful Empress we've ever had," she murmurs.

"And you my most beautiful Blade." Earscritches.

Melt!!! And purrrrrr.

Cute kitty.

So long as Elliane keeps scratching her ears, Azi's sole opinion seems to be purrrrrrrrrrrr.

(This is a very efficient way to get her to her knees, leaning against Elliane's leg, if Elliane keeps it up.)

What a delightful view that is.

Nuzzle purrrrrrrrr. (Bliss kitty.)

Scritch scritch scritch.

"Will you be able to concentrate enough to create your enchantment, or do we need to put that off a few hours?"

Mrrrrrr?

"...Let's find a bed, pretty kitty," Elliane decides.

Elliane might have to lead her. Or stop the scritches briefly. 

A judicious bolster and a feather spell means that Elliane can quite easily carry Azi. In a position convenient for continued scritches, of course.

Perfect best Empress.

And her loyal subject should repay her, of course...