"Mortal..."
Amidst the swirling snow and wind around Herbert, a petite figure formed from frost gradually appeared.
The figure had a delicate and exquisite build, like a finely crafted ice sculpture doll, with skin as white and translucent as ice and snow, exuding a faint cold light.
Her long ice-blue hair cascaded like a waterfall to her waist, each strand seemingly made of ice crystals, glinting under the faint light.
Her face was delicate, with lashes slightly upturned, as if adorned with glistening frost flowers. Her ice-blue eyes were deep and cold, quietly watching the young man before her.
The girl was draped in a thin veil, gently floating in the air against gravity.
Her bare toes lightly touched the water surface, instantly causing the entire lake to freeze into a solid ice sheet.
Herbert blinked as he stood on the frozen ice.
This one, she doesn't seem like the Lake Fairy.
