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Celeste was clearly unhappy, even with the pacifier she could still look mad, although she looked just about as threatening as a kitten trying to pounce on a much bigger pillow. The emotional turmoil caused the angel to change back into a kitten and so now she was a kitten with a pacifier, somehow having come to rest between Lilim's chest. The kitten couldn't move or wiggle out with the magic circle on her back either. How could Kitra do this? She thought that the angel and demon were going to be leaving on good terms, but now, this was going too far. Celeste would have been able to live with it if it was just herself getting captured, but her brother and his servants too? Now Kitra crossed a line. If the girl hadn't done this then perhaps an alliance between the two nations could have been formed, but now she had thrown all possibility of that out the window.
Michael had valuable information on the Kingdom, unlike Celeste who knew next to nothing about the place she lived thanks to her Mother and Father sheltering the little angel for her entire life. Minerva picked Celeste up off of Lilim's chest, pinching at the skin behind her neck in the same way a mama cat would carry her kittens. She placed Celeste in Kitra's grip once more, the kitten limp and unable to put up a struggle. From there they went onto Winona's back and Celeste was no longer able to see her brother as he was taken on a different dragon. The angel just wanted to go home, to sleep in her bed and hug her Mother and Father and tell them that they were right all along. The outside world offered nothing for a weak angel who couldn't even use her power correctly.
Even though they were guests, they still weren't happy. Michael fought tooth and nail as he was dragged to the Onyx Citadel and stripped of his weapon and power. "You traitor," he hissed to Kitra as he was pulled away so that he couldn't attack her. It took roughly ten dragon knights to restrain Michael from lashing out at the Queen. Celeste was no happier, she was taken by Minerva again, "I'll put the Princess in your room." The servant said, lifting Celeste up by her neck and carrying her away. Once back in the room on the little bed that had been dragged in for her, Celeste turned human once more. Minerva took off the magical circle and Celeste spit out the pacifier, jumping up to attack. The angel was easily overpowered and pinned to the bed. "Do not forget that you are the property of the Queen." The servant pulled something out of her pocket, fastening it around Celeste's neck before letting the angel go and leaving the Queen's room.
"I hate you!" Celeste screamed to the empty room, ripping off the skimpy outfit angrily. There were a pair of clothes waiting for her at the end of the bed, a white dress with purple accents. "I want to go home," the angel teared up, hugging the pillow and rocking herself slightly on the bed. Maybe Michael could work out a deal? He could teach Kitra the magic to make plants grow and in return, the Demon Queen would let them go. Freedom had been so close, so tantalizingly close when it was ripped away again. No doubt it would be dangled like a carrot in front of her face, only to never be reached. Would she be Kitra's toy forever? Would she never get to go home and see her Mother and Father again?