Summary
A voice calls out to me, using the name of my great-grandfather’s granddaughter—Serbain. It belongs not to a human, but to a siren imprisoned in the lake. Legend says my ancestor, who adored the creature, confined him there long ago. What thoughts filled the siren’s mind, waiting century after century for someone long gone? Through endless days of agony, he never faltered. Could it be… “I missed you.” …that this is his form of vengeance?