Star Serene Celestial Wife: Isn't Easy To Mess With Her Adorable Kids

Aika sat outside in a cold winter she wore a purple veil that covered half of her face. Her beautiful silver eyes that seemed so clear you could see your own reflection were breathtaking. She was no weak, timid, ugly, a talentless idiot now she joined one of the most powerful guilds and she was a senior sister in that guild. Her hands were put together her riven hair flowed down her back all the way to ground creating a snow flake. She was kind, caring and bubbly, but now she is cold, emotionless, and indifferent only kind to her triplets.

"Senior Sister your master is looking for you," a junior said she walked inside Aika beautiful courtyard. All she did was nod not truly caring about the world only about her kids.

Aika stood up, her movements fluid and elegant, like a winter breeze. She smoothed out her long, raven-black hair and adjusted her veil, her silver eyes gleaming in the dim light. With a gentle smile, she nodded at the junior and began to walk towards the master's chambers, her footsteps quiet on the stone floor.

"I'll go and see what Master wants," she said, her voice low and melodious, like a soft wind chime.

Aika's gaze met her master's, and she bowed slightly, her movements respectful and elegant. She acknowledged her master's wife with a gentle smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

"Greetings, Master. Greetings, Master Wife," she said, her voice soft and melodious. She straightened, her eyes returning to her master's, a hint of curiosity in their depths.

"You summoned me, Master? Is there something I can assist you with?" She asked, her tone polite and attentive, her silver eyes sparkling with interest.

Aika's eyes never left her master's, her gaze unwavering. She replied, her voice calm and collected.

"Divine Crimson Winter Sect is a prestigious martial arts and magic cultivation sect, Master. It is one of the top three sects in the Azure Continent, known for its powerful and ancient techniques. Our sect specializes in the cultivation of ice and fire magic, and our disciples are trained to master both the gentle and fierce aspects of these elements." She paused, a hint of pride in her voice.

"We are a sect that values strength, loyalty, and honor, and our disciples are expected to uphold these values at all times."

Aika's gaze remained steady, her eyes shining with a soft, icy light. She continued, her voice taking on a slightly more formal tone.

"As a member of the Divine Crimson Winter Sect, I am sworn to defend the sect and its interests, and to uphold the principles of justice and righteousness. I am proud to be a part of this sect, and I will do everything in my power to bring honor and glory to our name."

"That's good now tell me what is depth of our sect?" Master Zack asked.

Aika's expression turned thoughtful, her eyes narrowing slightly as she considered the question. She replied, her voice measured and deliberate,

"The depth of our sect, Master... is a complex and multifaceted concept. On the surface, our sect appears to be a straightforward organization, with clear hierarchies and divisions of power. However, beneath this surface lies a web of intricate relationships, hidden agendas, and ancient secrets." She paused, her gaze intensifying.

"As a member of the inner circle, I have had glimpses of the true depth of our sect, Master. I have seen the hidden chambers, the secret rituals, and the ancient artifacts that hold the key to our sect's true power."

"Yes but my dear disciple what does it mean to be a Saint Winter Child of the sect," Master Zack asked.

Aika's eyes flashed with a hint of pride and reverence as she replied, her voice taking on a softer, more mystical tone.

"To be a Saint Winter Child of the sect, Master... is to be chosen by the heavens themselves. It is a title bestowed upon those who possess the rare and sacred bloodline of the Winter Saints, a lineage that holds the key to unlocking the secrets of the universe." She paused, her gaze becoming distant, as if lost in thought.

"As a Saint Winter Child, I am said to possess the power to wield the very essence of winter itself, to command the snow and ice to do my bidding, and to bring balance and harmony to the world."

Aika's eyes refocused on her master, a hint of awe and reverence still present in her voice.

"It is said that Saint Winter Children are born with a special mark, a symbol of their divine heritage. And that they possess abilities that surpass those of ordinary cultivators, abilities that are tied to the cycles of nature and the balance of the universe." She paused, her gaze dropping slightly, as if humbled by the weight of her own heritage.

"I am still learning to control and understand my powers, Master. But I am determined to live up to the expectations of being a Saint Winter Child, and to bring honor to our sect and to the Winter Saints."

"Silly child you don't notice you were already a Saint Winter Child three years ago but we sealed away your powers," Master Zack said gently.

Aika's eyes widened in shock, her face pale as the truth dawned on her. She took a step back, her mind reeling with the revelation.

"Three years ago...?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. She felt as though she had been punched in the gut, her entire understanding of herself and her abilities turned upside down.

"Sealed away...?" she repeated, her eyes searching her master's face for answers.

"Why, Master? Why did you seal away my powers?"

"Because if we didn't you could have died," Master Zack softly.

Aika's eyes dropped, her gaze falling to the ground as she processed the weight of her master's words. She felt a mix of emotions: shock, confusion, and a hint of fear. She had always known that her powers were strong, but she had never imagined that they could have been a threat to her own life. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts.

"I... I see," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You did it to protect me." She looked up at her master, her eyes searching for reassurance.

"But why are you telling me now, Master? What's changed?"

"Aika, you are a genius you can control more than one elements aside from winter, you are talented in all aspects to the point that even I fear one day when you are my age you will be someone no one would dare look down on our sect. I will tell you what is a Saint Daughter of Samsara," Master Zack said.

Aika's eyes widened in surprise, her face flushed with a mix of emotions: shock, awe, and a hint of pride. She felt a sense of validation and recognition, knowing that her master saw her potential and believed in her abilities. She took a deep breath, her mind racing with the weight of her master's words.

"A Saint Daughter of Samsara...?" she repeated, her voice filled with curiosity. She had heard whispers of the legendary title, but she never thought she would be associated with it.

"What does it mean, Master?" she asked, her eyes locked onto her master's, eager to learn more.