Celeste always felt she was meant for greatness, even though she was born out of tragedy.
Celeste born and raised in Kaer Morhen, after her mother, Vesemir's one true love, passed away after birth.
In honor of Celeste's mother, Vesemir raised the l...
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Celeste looked down at her wet feet beginning to wrinkle, she had been immersed in that tub too long and her eyes were heavy as the warm water brought her calm. Her long blonde hair fell out of the wooden tub, causing the water to drip to the floor. For a moment she closed her eyes, feeling a drop of water between her eyelashes, and smiled.
"You're taking a bath to go somewhere smelly and dirty, you're going to come back smelly and dirty and there won't be time to get ready, I can see it" Alma said, sitting down on the small stool next to the tub "Have you turned into a mermaid by any chance?" Alma slapped Celeste's feet, making them fall into the tub.
