Celeste’s magic is vast, but it comes at a steep physical cost. Her body is frail, her strength carefully rationed—even prolonged conversation can leave her exhausted. As a result, she rarely speaks, but devised a signed language for those willing to communicate without speech. The King thinks her too weak for the Court’s more demanding missions, so Celeste channels her care into guiding and tending rather than warfare or command. She works closely with young mermaids, instructing them in their magic. She embodies a subtler form of power: vigilance instead of force, endurance instead of dominance, and care as an act of strength.