Death was somewhat a stranger to Celeste Valois, until she saw the walls of her home painted red with blood. Then death became a constant companion, a shadow looming over her. She just wished it would take her, take her like it had taken everyone she loved. But it seems like she has a destiny to fulfill , a kingdom to save , a monster to kill and lives to change. A long path of suffering lies in front of her, but she won't be alone. There's a grey eyed boy with a heart full of hatred , a boy who's smile reminds her of the the sun and a girl who looks for stories in the stars ; they say they'll walk with her.

Or the story in which four traumatized teenagers save a country and realize that monsters are not born, they are created.

Ignis

When Karen shook Celeste awake, the Sun had barely even risen. The sky was still grey, the cool breeze was making it even harder to get up. Her whole body begged for more sleep but Celeste groggily sat up. Thomas was leaning against a tree, smiling tiredly at her. She just grimaced. 


" The sooner we leave the better" Will said loudly. Karen was running around, making sure they left nothing behind. Will was tending to the horses. 


There were three, strong, and well built. They were the white castle horses Celeste was used to. She knew they could get them to Tournfort swiftly. 


The sooner they left, the sooner they could get rid of Celeste. 


She didn't speak a single word throughout breakfast, she couldn't bring herself to. 


When they were done, they climbed onto the horses. 


TWENTY TWO