OMEN

Ophelia and Noah hovered over a bed in the infirmary. A body was lying covered with what was once a white sheet from head to toe. It was now stained with dirt and blood sipped through its threads. It seems that Garelt’s words were true – not that she doubted him, but she had to see for herself.

“The woman is dead, My Lord,” Garelt said, once he led Noah and Ophelia out into the hall. He refused to talk in front of Luke.

“What in the world happened?” Noah asked, turning to Ryan who stood a few steps behind him, two other knights were with him.

“We found her in the woods outside the estate,” Ryan said, his eyes wandering to the corpse lying behind Noah. “by the Lake of the Moon.”

Lake of the Moon, Ophelia shuddered at the memories that accompanied the mention of that place. It was the same lake that Noah jumped in to save her. Ever since then, she avoided going there, even if by mistake. The lake represented a bad omen to her, this incident won’t allow her to overcome the illogical as