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Juno sat there, at the trial where the royals were to be handed out to the witches. Furious. Afraid. Despaired. No one, no one on the whole planet had the right to get to her children like that. Fury and worry were both visible on her face.
Her hands were tied behind her back, like everyone’s, so she had no idea what to do, couldn’t do anything, could only watch.
She was to be given to Disturbia. She scowled worriedly at the woman, the witch appearing friendly, but Juno wasn’t about to let her guard down so easily. Samah and Kalea were to be given to that witch as well. She would at least be able to watch over those two…
The trial was over. One by one, her family was dragged away, taken. Her husband was taken away by Mimisia. That worried her greatly. Wasn’t he supposed to be given to Nova, like Yara was? Where was she taking him?
She wanted to focus on so many people at once, be everywhere, defend them all, give them all a little bit of comfort. But she was forced back to the present moment when a figure approached her, with Samah and Kalea sitting somewhat close by.
Disturbia, the witch resembling a nun calmly walked closer to her and her two daughters. The air vibrated with a sort of… static. Juno tensed.
‘Come with me, gentle ladies’, a soft and soothing voice spoke, glassy eyes on the three.
Juno wanted nothing more than to resist, but she did not really have a choice. She could only stand up with dignity, and see what could be done. Her thoughts became syrupy… slowing down… something was wrong…
The three were following Disturbia down the dark and mismatched halls. Juno tried her best to stay focused, but her thoughts came so slow… she needed to… but was there a way? She… h…
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Disturbia stopped in front of a door. They were here. Time to welcome her new dear dolls into their new home. The coral princess had resisted the least. A cute and willing sheep. She’d like it here, Disturbia knew it. The queen had tried to resist, but Disturbia could feel right away that her mind was weak at the edges from having been exposed to a strong kind of magic for a long, long time. The desert princess was a bit stubborn, but she too was completely calm now.
The three were led inside. Disturbia would take good care of them, one by one. They could use a nice bath, she thought, and they needed to be dressed up nicely. To start with Juno. She loved red-haired dolls, and this one had a very regal feeling.
Juno was given a nice relaxing bath, Disturbia making sure to take great care of her hair. She had really pretty light green eyes.
Now she was gently combing her hair, having gotten her a pretty dress to wear, with bows.
Juno stared into the distance, mind calm, not thinking about much. Her two daughters Samah and Kalea were here. They were… safe. She smiled with empty eyes.
She… also had Nives, Diamante, Yara and William. She loved them. They were also safe. And comfortable.
Her mind returned to static. Pleasant nothingness.
Somewhere below in the depths of the castle, away from her, her husband’s heart went out to her. Once more, like those years ago, he were to remain lucid, alone, with her far away in the depths of magic, peaceful.