"Invoke none of the active functions of the Grand High Priestess's Crown, while I sleep the two hours I must sleep every day. Do not fear invoking them by accident, a deliberate will is required."
Aspexia lifts the Crown from off her head, as she has not done in quite some time now, and diminishes.
You would not be able to tell, unless you knew her well, that who stands before Asmodia now is not the true Most High, but only a creature of habits and reflexes and plans already laid.