Telriana prostrated herself. It was not really an active decision to prostrate herself, so much as something that automatically happened when she got sufficiently close to THE GOD Razmir. The Priest of the Living God who'd Plane Shifted her to the Thirty-Ninth Step was prostrated, too. Going flat on your belly is apparently a popular decision around here!
(Inventing Mass Greater False Life and figuring out a ritual to give people it as a supernatural ability was SO MUCH WORK… which he now feels completely vindicated about.)
“Excuse me, uh, Your Divinity, that sounds slightly like an excuse to torture me to death?” She would be just not saying this, but, uh, he already said he's reading her mind. He'll know she's thinking it.
“One of the side benefits of being a god-king is that We do not need any excuse whatsoever for doing what We want. Including torturing druids to death. Since you are not being tortured to death, therefore, We propose that you do not need to worry about that. What We want is for you to tell me what We are doing wrong, because, as God of Luxury, We do in fact want to rule a domain of infinite luxury.” An ironic twist of his eyebrow that she can’t see because of his mask. “It’s not as if anyone else will tell Us.”
He has a magic item that gives him supernatural social skills, to make up for the fact that he is naturally about as Splendid as a week-old fish!
Also he KIND OF does in fact really mean it.