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βThe one winged bird will fly once again!β
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|| Swan Song || Set it Off ||
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|| Swan Song || Set it Off ||
Kitra couldn't let herself lose control. As long as she remained calm and cool, it'd be fine. She wasn't some uncouth raging beast, she was the Demon Queen. She had a goal that she had to accomplish, and she had to make sure she could achieve it. The topic went onto Michael and Zepar, and it was infuriating listening to this girl badmouth her precious big sister. Zepar might have done questionable things, but she knew for sure that Zepar wasn't a bad person. She had her reasons, and Kitra could empathize. How many times did Zepar try to prove she was worthy of being the heir, only to be shot down by Father, because she was a woman, because she was younger than Ronove, because no matter what she did, she could never be no par with Ronove. And then when Ronove was chosen to be allowed to try being Aries, and not long after, Furfur was offered the position of Taurus.... And then she was betrayed by her own lover, he was harboring their parents this whole time...
"I won't let you speak ill of my fallen sibling." Kitra muttered, wanting nothing more than to tear this idiotic angel apart with her own bare hands. She held back, though, Celty was more useful alive than dead. "Zepar wanted nothing more than to trust him, but when she found out your family stole our parents, she couldn't forgive that. Don't you know how hard it was for her? And you speak of her like that?" It was unforgivable. It was disgusting. "You never lost siblings before, have you? You never watched as the people you loved were taken away from you one by one, huh?" Of course not. "Your family's still completely intact, aren't they?" Cold anger was seeping through the Demon Queen as she stare down her hated enemy. "So don't think you know what suffering is yet."
She was still bristling furiously when she came across Lilim who was laying flat on the ground, touching herself in her special spot. She didn't even seem to care she was caught in the middle of something so humiliating. "Hullo!" Lilim said cheerfully, as if nothing was wrong at all. "Stop being an idiot, I need you to tend to the prisoner." Her little sister pulled her skirt down and slowly sat herself up, tilting her head with a frown. "Aww, but I'm trying to practice so when a man comes, I can seduce him..." It still bothered Kitra to no end how obsessed Lilim was with trying to rebirth their siblings. She was way too young for these sorts of things, wasn't she? "Bathe her and heal her up, but don't overdo it. I don't want you hurting more than you have to."
Lilim bounded down the hall, if this was what her big sis wanted, then it was what she'd do. She wanted to support Kitra and help her, even though she thought that she was going down a scary and dangerous path. Right now the Demon Army was in shambles, they lost a lot of their leaders in the span of a few months - while they had numbers greater than the Angels did, the Angels still had their royal family intact. Kitra was a genius, so what was she thinking with this? Lilim made her way back to Celeste, giving a bit of a wave, not flinching away from the new blood and wounds all over. "She really worked you over..." Lilim unhooked the chains but kept the cuffs on the ankles, not that Celeste could really escape if she tried. "Um, hang on, I'll take you to the baths and then take it away, okay?" She couldn't do it now, because then she'd collapse uselessly.
So with effort, Lilim brought the angel princess to her own private bath, away from any prying eyes. There was lots of blood, but she could tell Luxura to take care of it. So, after preparing a bath in her pink-colored room, Lilim pressed her hands to each of the wounded areas. She couldn't make the wing come back, but she could close the wounds and take the pain. "Some nice practice, just for me!" Lilim giggled a little, absorbing as much pain as she could, letting out a weak sound, a mix of a whimper and a cry. It hurt, it hurt all over, it was horrible, but she could do it. The wounds closed up for now, too. "I'll practice more and learn how to give your wings back, too! They were really pretty!" The feisty demon twitched her own black leathery wings sadly. "I can't imagine what it's like to lose one!"
Once they were both lowered into the bath, naked and all, Lilim sighed. "I don't like what big sis is doing." She said quietly, knowing Celeste wasn't really going to be the one to snitch on her. "I know she's sad about our family being ripped up, but this isn't going to fix anything." Lilim giggled and pointed to her own body, her womb, her feminine assets. "I'll do it, though. I'll bring them all back! I'll get pregnant and make the family whole again, all of them..." It was clear that Lilim wasn't really in the right state of mind either, the way she was speaking. "Um, I know... it's hard... but don't hate her, okay? Kit's really nice when she wants to be!" It hurt really bad but Lilim would smile and pretend that it was fine.