She who is most magnificent, most beautiful, most intelligent, most enduring, most powerful, most graceful, most humble, most generous, most kind, most righteous, most cunning, most swift, most agile, most insightful, most courageous, most endearing, most knowledgeable, and most wealthy, woke up from her mid century nap. It started with one eye, barely open and the decision not yet made. Something had disturbed her. She waited, patiently, as she is also the most patient, she felt vibrations from below. Something was digging under her home.
She listened for a while longer before realizing that it was some type of human, their metal tools made a very distinct noise against the stone. It sounded like only one person, and honestly, they didn't seem to be doing a very good job of it. She could usually find the tiny holes humans scurried in through, as she is most perceptive, but decided that tending to her millennial cleaning won out in priority.
She ignored her bedroom, knowing she needed to start at the beginning. Flying out and around to the common entrance, she examined her home. Her chandeliers and sconces, built to last centuries, were faded and covered in dust. Her many shelves of collectables, in her small display room, were barely discernable. Her menagerie looked to be entirely desiccated, even worse than her small garden that now only held moss and weeds. That was just her entryway! it barely got better as she went through. Her hunting room clearly shifted a little and many of her trophies tilted or fell entirely. Her storage locker was completely empty, she was almost positive she left enough food for when she woke up. Her main display, items of value and worth created just for her by her many supplicants, held together the best, but she thought that was only because of size. Still some of the objects had tarnished. They were cheaper pieces at least. Many of the tapestries and paintings had faded, some severely though most were well preserved.
Finally, in with the mentality to accept anything, she returned to her bedroom. Her lips opened wide and her tongue flicked out. Everything was still here. Everything was perfect! Well, it needed cleaning but still. Her horde in the corner with thousands of coins and bars. Her enchanted tables and even her enchanted wicker scale bin. Her bed of course, bound to her so it would grow with her. There was work to do, but nothing too substantial.
Again she returned to the entryway to begin her work. She who is most magnanimous must have a place to welcome beings who wish to visit. The menagerie was easy to clean, a simple wind spell gathered all of the dust, debris, and corpses in to a single pile. Then an earth spell pulled out the metals for her future guests. She took the rest and teleported it to a valley she held just for this purpose. She then began placing everything exactly where it goes. This took several hours as she decided to reorganize where she kept things. Then she needed to move some of the rooms around, but that offered too much space for the tiny creatures and too little for the largest so she needed to move the rooms again. It was difficult to remember sometimes that they have such peculiar needs based on just a few feet of difference in size.
The garden proved even easier, she dumped everything in the valley again, and then just created new soil. She would need to recruit a druid of some kind to tend to her garden. While she is the most intune with nature, having a personal druid held its own status, and she is the most famous after all. The fresh dirt looked excellent, but for everything to grow properly the chandeliers and sconces needed fixed. They could replicate the daylight cycle before she took her nap, and they would again.
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She took down each sconce and chandelier one at a time and worked on their miniscule, and exacting enchantments. Truly a tedious task. The first sconce alone took almost 2 days to remember exactly how each line and dot went to form the exact cycle she wanted. Adding heat and cold for the seasons to each chandelier took even longer. Still, she is the most enchanting, so it truly didn't prove that difficult. Just a couple weeks of work and her lighting issue was fixed. She did the lighting for her entire home all at once, since she was already there. She is the most focused after all.
During this process, she who is most percipient, and most astute, realized that the mana quantity and quality had increased by the smallest fraction. This meant one of two things was occurring below, either her human guest was kindly getting rid of some pests for her, or the thief slowly sneaking towards her inner sanctuary was stealing mana invested ores and stone that belonged to her. But first she needed to fixup her smaller display shelves, and obviously her hunting room. She decided to just leave the display cases after a quick dusting. The gold, platinum, and enchanted pieces all shone through. While the tarnished pieces held a certain charm that way. She who is most ancient, and most wise should show the greatness and appreciation of those titles with the tiny pieces. Even if they could never truly encapsulate her greatness.
Her hunting chamber was much more difficult. Clearly part of her home sunk or grew during her rest. It must have been while she was dreaming something too important to wakeup from. She debated whether to raise the front half of the mountain, or lower the back half. Both required quite a bit of work though. And both options would ruin other parts of her home. In the end she decided to create a short circular stairway in the entrance to the room and then just even out the rest of the room. Obviously, the center step was for herself and others of proper proportions. It only needed to be a small, even shallow step, but it was necessary to look proper. To the sides she slowly shrunk and narrowed the steps so any servants or guests she decided to host would be able to walk up them. closest to the wall held the most steps for the smallest creatures. Anyone smaller than that would just have to fly.
The rest of her hunting room proved fairly easy. She needed to fix the walls a bit, and put up new hooks for her trophies. Overall though, it turned out wonderful. Her four greatest, what was the right word, annoyances, yes that would work, her four greatest annoyances held center spot on each wall. She who is most unchallengeable, couldn't recognize them as true rivals, but could understand that they each tried to be. She who is unequalled trod into her main display area. An area where she would host those just below her greatness, gods and other pitiful beings like that.
She took her time here. Her majesty could never be questioned by others. She cleaned each piece individually, gently grabbing them with her tail and using the most delicate magic to clean and freshen each piece. Then she filled two bowls with water from the stream flowing through her garden, and placed them out for when her first true guest would finally arrive. Probably still another few months away. Simple preserving magic on the bowls would hold until then.
Lastly she went to her bedroom. A place just for her. It was quick and easy to clean as she kept it just the way she liked it and never needed to meet another's expectations. She did freshen up the privacy enchantments, snoopers were not welcome. then she lovingly picked up the hundreds of iridescent scales she picked up in her sleep and placed them one at a time in her bin. Her cleaning was done, and she could hear the human growing ever closer. Time to see if it was a guest, or a thief.