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"No!" Celeste yelped as she tripped, knowing that it was too late to go back. Right as she fell to the ground, the door opened, revealing an embarrassing pantie-shot to Kitra, who was standing right there. Celeste squealed, grabbing the back of her dress to cover herself and then used Aries, just in case she could still see them. Kitra's cheeks turned bright red and the demon looked away, causing Celeste's cheeks to turn bright red and look away. She was a virgin, the only person who had seen her naked were Celeste's servants, and now Kitra, Lilim, and Cambion. Even so, it was still just as embarrassing. "Don't look!" Celeste cried, hoping that nothing was seen. Well, nothing important at least since Kitra had seen just about everything else; from Celeste's unimpressive mounds to the tips of her toes. It had been quite embarrassing before when Celeste had poofed into a kitten and fell right into the space between Lilim's chest.
In that moment, Kitra told her to pack, saying that Winona would gladly fly with her again. "Don't you think it's cruel to make me watch the destruction of everything I hold dear? Or is this part of your revenge as well?" Not only was Celeste going to be dragged to it, but Michael as well. The two siblings, oldest and youngest, would have the honor of watching their entire family possibly die. "I don't want them to disappear," Celeste whimpered. Should that happen, Michael would become King and Celeste would be lonely, walking the halls on her own, no longer having a sister to take tea with in the afternoon or two brothers to tease her and make Celeste smile when she was feeling sad. There would be no more happy balls or birthday parties, the hallways would be devoid of laughter, of the happy sounds that once filled it. At least until Michael took a wife and she bore children, not that, that was going to be soon considering he was still recovering from the loss of Zepar, his one true love.
Kitra turned away, saying that she had people researching on how to grow Celeste's wing back. For some reason, Celeste felt a stirring in her stomach. As Kitra began to leave, Celeste scrambled to her feet. "Kitra, wait!" Celeste reached out as though to touch her, then realized her mistake and picked up Aries from the ground, hugging the stuffed rabbit instead. "Thank you... for saving me. From Valafar... and from myself." Celeste wasn't even sure if Kitra had heard it, the demon had turned tail and left, the door slamming behind her. Celeste sunk to the ground, wondering if there was any reason left for her to continue in this fight. What was the point? Celeste was going to lose her family, she was going to watch her Kingdom burn as the Demon's advanced, no doubt attempting to overtake Heaven for themselves. Had the peace treaty been signed, the gates would have opened, trade would have improved greatly and the technology to make the plants grow would have been shared. Instead there was war, famine, and disease, the characteristics of a terrible rule. Unfortunately, these were the things that had been handed to Kitra.
I've been treated so wrong, I've been treated so long, as though I'm becoming untouchable.
The words echoed in Celeste's mind. She had nothing to pack, she had no belongings here aside from Aries whom she could carry with her. Celeste stood in shaking legs, going over to the beside where the painting for Lilim lay, nearly halfway through. Celeste sat down and began to paint over it in a sudden moment of inspiration. The door opened, someone came in. Minerva was there once more, no doubt to see to it that Celeste was properly chained up. "Please, give this to Kitra for me." Celeste said, handing the freshly dried painting to a servant. It was time for chains, ones that went on her wrists and ankles, a muzzle, a leash that attached to the collar she was forced to wear. "Is this all necessary?" Celeste asked, rather annoyed. "I won't flee from the top of the dragon." She was given no answer and so, with her head held high, Celeste marched out, getting tugged along by the leash.