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

It seemed like fate was finally cutting her some slack. Celeste could hardly believe it. If she thought the castle grounds were crowded before, now they were swarming with people. Celeste never felt happier about having guests. 


 Lord Blackfriar was a scary man, tall, muscular, cold. He looked like he could snap a man's neck with his bare hands. Celeste put her apprehension aside as she entered the council room. Everyone was already there. The room was full of uncomfortable silence. It was rare that the lords were so quiet. 


Celeste stopped in front of their new guest. For a few moments, the towering man and the young girl stared at each other. No matter how much she wanted to, Celeste didn't back down from the man's gaze. This was the first test, a show of strength. But Celeste had always been good at not blinking. 


Lord Blackfriar blinked, breaking the spell. Then he bowed to her. 


" I apologize for our tardiness," He said. 


FORTY ONE