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

Getting out of the courtyard was like a single gulp of fresh air before being submerged in the water again. Celeste didn't have time to catch her breath, she couldn't afford to let her guard down. Alec and Morgan led the way. Both of them were clearly exhausted, Celeste tried not to stare at the blood clinging to them. She was dimly aware of Thomas and Will behind her. There weren't many guards here, occasionally one or two would rush at them. Alec and Morgan took care of it. 


 The sword in her hand was feeling heavier with every passing second. Her throat burned terribly. The adrenaline was fading off slowly leaving behind a shaking mess. 


" I think your Uncle and Ser Jaime made it out," Morgan said in a strained voice. " They'll be doing their job, we need to concern ourselves with doing ours." 


Celeste swallowed the lump in her throat. 


FORTY FOUR