It's always been unpleasant when someone stumbles over me, even if I don't realize it at first. All I wanted to do was die, having lost everything just in one night. But I was pulled from the ashes and left to die in an orphanage.

 

There, I learned that my land was now ruled by our enemies of yesterday, the mountain basilisks we'd been at war with for ten years.

 

I didn't want to live, but my father began to haunt me in my dreams, demanding revenge. And what can a lake basilisk do against an army we've already lost to? Especially when my own race does not flee, but welcomes them? And I was beginning to like one of the warriors myself.

 

Perhaps I should put my loss and debt behind me? It's so sweet to be an ordinary lake girl next to a mountain warrior. But if I'm ready to let go of my past life, it looks like it won't let go of me...