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

" If you're all done behaving like children," Celeste said impatiently. " I would appreciate it if you stopped screaming so loud" 


Lord Baron wasn't the only one glaring at her. Clearly, these people weren't used to being told off. Nevertheless, it was finally silent enough that she could think. 


Her headache was getting worse with every blink of her eyes. Celeste stared unblinkingly at the map. It was like a riddle she couldn't puzzle together and it was frustrating her to no end. 


There must be some way, She told herself. 


Their main priority was taking back the castle and removing Valentine from the throne. But Celeste didn't want to win at the cost of innocent lives. The lives of the citizens, the lives of her soldiers... 


She knew that people would die. But that didn't mean she wouldn't try to save all those she could. 


They were fighting for her, and if they died then that was on her too. 


Celeste wasn't ready to have that kind of burden on her conscience. 


THIRTY SIX