Just as Rebecca foretold, Nalla’s horse carried Jones and his daughter to the White Lake. Nalla was already there and had shifted back to her human form. Judging from how she was seated on a big stone by the lakeside, one can tell she had arrived way earlier to the place, got bored and had decided to sit and wait. The approaching hoofing sounds signalled her of the proximity of the people she waited for, she stood and her gaze peered further into the surrounding darkness. Alas! She saw them, they saw her too. Nalla heaved a sigh and now waited patiently for them to cover the short distance between them.
Jones saw Nalla and he also heaved a deep sigh. As they approached her, before he would even think of bring the horse to a halt, the animal slowed it pace and gently brought itself to a ha
