The Lady Of The Lake Summary の小説・ストーリー

They’ve casted too many spells and were without a power source to refuel as Eira had left so now they were as powerful as newborns. “We need to retreat!” I shouted. We scrambled up a slope of cracked white stone. The creatures gave chase but hesitated at the ridge. As if something about the place warded them off. We collapsed, breathing hard, staring at the basin below. A white lake stretched out, still as death. Its surface didn’t ripple. It shimmered like glass. Like a mirror. And on its surface— A figure walked. When she got close to us, we recognized her instantly. It was Lira.

At night, she hears whispers in the water. On the third night, Evelyn sees a flickering light drifting down the river. She follows it—drawn by something she doesn’t understand—and finds a wooden boat with a burning lantern and an old journal inside. The pages are filled with entries from a woman named Alara who speaks of binding spells, river spirits, and a curse upon her bloodline. The last page is stained and unreadable

They wrap around us in a cocoon of darkness that muffles movement and swallows light. “Run!” she orders. We run. Sky keeps pointing ahead. “Left! Through those rocks—there’s a path!” Arrows whistle through the night. One grazes my shoulder. I don’t slow. My lycan moves with brutal efficiency, tearing through any warrior who gets too close. I don’t chase this time. I carve a path. We break through the last line of trees— And there it is. The lake. Black water stretching under moonlight. A small boat waits at the shoreline, barely visible.

“Possessive much?” He chuckled, low and dark, sending a shiver down her spine. “Possession and devotion often look the same, little wolf.” They reached a clearing where the moonlight spilled like liquid silver across the earth. The mist parted, revealing a small lake that shimmered with ethereal light. Aria gasped softly, momentarily forgetting her irritation. The lake looked like something out of legend, as if the goddess of the moon herself had blessed the waters. “It’s beautiful,” she whispered.

I fell deep into the water, sinking slowly to the bottom. I tried swimming back to the surface but was unable to move. The woman appeared in front of me again, floating just above me on my sink to the bottom. My breath became hard to hold. And my chest started to burn. “When you have crossed the path on this lake you will be ready to know the full truth.” I tried to reach out to her but her figure turned into a shadow-wolf with starry eyes. The wolf dived into me, causing me to sink deeper. “Ahhhh” I sat up in bed screaming.My hair stuck to my skin and was filled with sweat. Lucian grabbed onto my shoulder, searching my body for any injuries.

In that light, every argument fell silent. Because they all felt it—the pulse of the Heart still alive beneath the earth. --- And deep in the forest where the final battle had once been fought, the lake remained. Its surface never stilled, never froze, always shimmering with every color of dawn. Sometimes, when the moon was full and the air grew still, travelers swore they saw a woman standing at the edge of the water—tall, cloaked in silver light, her eyes reflecting the stars. Beside her, a great wolf of starlight prowled, and at her side walked a luminous figure whose face glowed with the soft light of rebirth.

If an ordinary werewolf rushes into the lake, he will either faint or die. It was because he knew how strong the lake was that he could only be angry on the shore. "Delia, I advise you to come out early. It must be hard for you to hold your breath in the water," said Lancaster in a seductive tone, not as eager as before. “We can talk about this, Delia. As long as you quit this queen's game, I swear to the moon goddess, I will never touch you again.” With a wave of his hand, the wolves retreated slowly, and the water on the shore was calm again.

"Even though her son was hung here and she drowned in the lake, as I was told, how is that any if my business? She should know her limit and not cross over to the living because I wasn't there to begin with." "This lake is widely known for its collection of souls. It's Lobat's lake and her son's, so it's said not to go into the lake of the person's hands isn't vlesn enough to–" "You're telling me now that my hands aren't clean enough to get in any water they I see fit?" Lindi took steps backward as I menacingly faced her. As soon as her back youchrd the wooden railings, my eyes ran all over her body, snarling as I slide my hands up her thighs while pressing her with my full weight.

With Maddox being troublesome to hide, I turned back to my human form. In my naked glory, I stuck to the surface of the castle wall and tiptoed around the back. The guards were now stationed at the front, so I decided I was going to have to hide behind some rose bushes until the coast was clear, but my eyes docked on a lake a few feet away. It was the glossiest water I'd ever seen. The lake of gold sparkled so beautifully in the surrounding darkness, then a tiny figure caught my eye. It seemed a young girl was hunching down, filling a bucket with the golden water. Her moon-shadow black hair was just as pretty and curly as the Luna's. I couldn't help it but to draw closer to her. She stood up

He said, pointing to my two trusted men I had assigned to watch over my mate, albeit secretly. " Start talking?" I said,my gaze hardening as I cast killer looks on Roy and Ronald. " We were following my Lady as you instructed when she Walked to the lake behind the castle. She stood at the edge as she admired the scenery when all of a sudden she tripped and fell into the lake. We rushed to her but by the time we managed to save her, she was not breathing so we rushed her to the clinic." They reported. I knew I could trust the two although some of the things they said didn't add up.