Asmodia startles up from her scrap paper, the current pages covered with less interesting and powerful numbers than those previous, along with new notation she invented that probably doesn't make any actual sense.  She didn't have time to check whether it did.  Fifteen minutes isn't really much time to think about anything.

P( e4 ◁ e3 ◁ e2 ◁ e1 )...

"Most High," she says, and hurriedly rises up so she can prostrate herself.

She's going to have to give the Crown back now.  She's been trying not to think about it.

Asmodia startles up from her scrap paper, the current pages covered with less interesting and powerful numbers than pages previous, along with new notation she invented that probably doesn't make any actual sense.  She didn't have time to check whether it did.  Fifteen minutes isn't really much time to think about anything.

P( e4 ◁ e3 ◁ e2 ◁ e1 )...

"Most High," she says, and hurriedly rises up so she can prostrate herself.

She's going to have to give the Crown back now.  She's been trying not to think about it.