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

Celeste spent the night before the coronation sitting on the cold floor of the astronomy tower with Will and the others. Guests from all over had been pouring into the Castle for the coronation. The Castle was buzzing from all the noise and excitement. It looked so different now that it was home to all this commotion. The kitchens were busy preparing for tomorrow's feast. People kept coming to her, asking her what color she wanted the napkins to be, what flowers she wanted, what dishes she wanted on display, did she want golden or silver cutlery, what jewels did she want. 


 Celeste just hammered off "yes" and "no" with the occasional "just choose one for me". The meetings with the other lords were still as draining, she was being reminded again and again that she had a lot of people to impress and very little time. She was supposed to present the image of a strong, graceful, determined, fierce Queen. Everyone would be looking at her, she could not mess it up. 


FORTY EIGHT