<strong>The Queen and La’cael’rah<br/>Tagged: Tristan, Caliko<br/>Time-lapse. Seven hours after the current events<br/></strong><br/><br/>During her sleep, the Queen was able to regain and also enhance her magical energy despite (or perhaps because of) the dream which was both a warning and a revelation.  Like everything that had been shown to her in various important moments of her life, Lilith could have simply ignored it. This time she chose not to. What she had witnessed and felt was too intense and meaningful to not stirr a deep reaction within her. She had let things get out of control more than she wanted to admit.<br/><br/>With the corner of her eye she spotted the unmistakable contour of her pet glued to the ceiling.<br/><br/>“You can come down” she said leaving the bed to approach the intricately carved doors of her wardrobe. With each step she took, her skin changed color again until it returned to her previous pale complexion. Her features softened, her height was diminished and once again the Queen was able to show her favorite mask to the dark world awaiting her . The wooden doors were open, revealing sumptuous dresses made from the finest of fabrics. They bore the mark of passing time and looked as if none had been worn for quite a while. Going through each of them with unexpected patience, Her Majesty eventually let out a sigh – a humanly, ordinary sigh – and settled for nothing in particular.<br/><br/>She turned around and gazed at her Fae toy with a hint of amusement. For a moment there was silence as she eyed him from head to toe as if she was seeing  his nude body for the first time.<br/>“La’cael’rah, ring that bell” she said pointing to the small golden instrument hanging on the nearest wall to his right. He could see that this too bore the symbols of his mistress, an owl and a snake. The Fae barely touched it and the room vibrated in tune with a grave, low sound that seemed to emerge from the stone walls surrounding them.<br/><br/>Less than a minute later, the doors to her chamber were open and three daemonettes entered before bowing in front of their queen.La’cael’rah recognized the twin servants who were guarding Lilith the first time he was taken into the Red Chamber and the one who wore the title of the First Guard. One of them looked right at him before turning her gaze back to the Queen. She was the one who punched him for addressing  Hell’s Mistress directly. She was quite surprised to see him there alive (and untied for that matter) yet did her best not to show it. All three daemonettes wore armored suits consisting of minimalistic breastplates, spiked greaves and matching spaulders.<br/><br/>“We await your oders!” they said at the same time and raised their heads.<br/><br/>“Zamora, seek the human named Tristan within the castle and bring him here. Kimora, summon Caliko without being seen by anyone else. Order the imps to unlock the gates of Moltenpit and have the furnaces cleaned and ready. “<br/><br/>The third daemonette’s eyes glistened as she looked up to gaze at her mistress with a hopeful expression. Was this really happening?<br/><br/>“May your will prevail!” the guards responded simultaneously and left the Red Chamber, leaving the First Guardian with La’cael’rah and the Queen.<br/><br/>“Aqvenor,” she called and her own expression was firm and steady “see that no one tries to take our Celestial away or bring him any harm. Guard Tahariel from afar, leave everything else to Suzafan and keep him safe from other demons” she looked straight into the guardian’s eyes “or anything else that might interfere.”<br/><br/>The First Guardian bowed before replying.<br/><br/>“I shall do as you command.”<br/><br/>“Make sure they never leave the realm and let Suzafan know how greatly displeased I am with her boasting.”<br/><br/>Once she was alone with the male fae, Lilith showed him the wardrobe and asked him to bring the white seethrough dress before her. She also ordered that he takes her bracelets, the waist chain, her necklace and hair jewelry from the glass cabinet and place all of them on her body.<br/><br/>“What do you make of my realm, La’cael’rah?” she asked while spreading her arms to the sides for him to adorn them. “Would you like to see it changed?”<br/>