Snow Sisters: The Enchanted Waterfall E-Book

Astrid Foss

• Herausgeber: Nosy Crow Ltd
• Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
• Serie: Snow Sisters
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 60

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

Beschreibung

The fourth in the Snow Sisters series. Three brave sisters must race to discover their magical powers and save their home and their parents from the evil Shadow Witch! Luckily, they have a brave polar bear cub and a cast of cute snowy animals to help them... It's the Day of the Midnight Sun and the evil Shadow Witch is ready to use all her power to steal the magic of the Everchanging Lights and turn the skies dark forever... In their final quest, the Snow Sisters must be braver and stronger than they ever imagined. How will they reach Silfur Falls and return the Everchanging Lights to the sky before the clock strikes midnight? Beautifully illustrated throughout by Monique Dong, this magical action-adventure with real heart is perfect for fans of Frozen. The Snow Sisters series will have 7+ readers hooked till the final page. Check out all the Snow Sisters' adventures! The Silver Secret, The Crystal Rose, The Frozen Rainbow and The Enchanted Waterfall.

Leseprobe

Hanna felt the globe tug at her hands. She started to walk along the tunnel, taking cautious steps on the slippery floor. She frowned as the noise of the waterfall seemed to get even louder, so loud it made her want to cover her ears. “I wonder where it’s leading us…”

Prologue

The beautiful island of Nordovia, with its snow-capped mountains, glittering waterfalls and sweet-smelling pine forests, was strangely still and silent. The sky was a heavy, dull grey with no hint of the magical Everchanging Lights – the swirling ribbons of purple, pink and blue light that usually danced over the land, bringing peace and happiness. A pale golden sun hovered in the sky but even its rays could not seem to lighten the gloom.

It was the Day of the Midnight Sun, when the sun would reach its highest point and the sky never grew dark. It was usually a day of celebration but now Veronika, the Shadow Witch, had returned. Born into the magical Aurora family, it should have been her duty to protect the Everchanging Lights but instead she planned to steal their magic for herself, plunging the island into darkness and chaos.

Many years ago, Veronika’s sister, Freya, had banished her to the remote Svalgard Mountains but now Veronika had come back, stronger than ever and ready to battle for the Lights. She had attacked Freya and her husband, Magnus, but with her last few precious seconds of freedom Freya had magicked the Lights into three beautiful orbs – one purple, one blue and one pink.

Freya had sent the orbs across the land, keeping them safe from Veronika’s evil clutches. Beside herself with rage, Veronika had tried to track the orbs down. However, Freya and Magnus’s three daughters had beaten her to them. Their quest had been difficult and dangerous but now the Lights were inside a magical snow globe in the girls’ castle bedchamber – safe from the Shadow Witch for the moment, at least.

Freya leaned weakly against Magnus. His arm was around her shoulder, his hand stroking her tangled red hair. They were imprisoned in a freezing ice cave carved into the sides of a high mountain in the west. Their faces were creased with worry as they looked out through the one small window across the colourless land. In the far distance they could just make out the silhouette of a castle. Light was shining out of every one of its windows and a circle of blazing orange fires surrounded the walls.

“Our beloved home,” whispered Freya.

“The people have lit the lanterns and fires to keep the Shadow Witch away,” said Magnus.

“I hope Ida, Hanna and Magda are all safely inside,” said Freya.

Magnus rubbed his beard. “Our daughters may be inside at the moment, my love, but we both know they must venture out soon if they are to save Nordovia.”

Freya swayed. “I wish I could help them but Veronika has torn most of my magic from me.”

Magnus’s arm tightened around her shoulders. “You have fought so hard. She has been very cruel to you.”

Freya’s eyelids fluttered. “I cannot fight for much longer. I am getting weaker all the time.”

“Hold on, my love,” begged Magnus. “Just for a little longer. Our girls will save the day. I know they will.”

A sinister laugh echoed through the icy air and a shape emerged from the shadows at the far side of the cave. “Ah, how sweet,” the Shadow Witch hissed. “So, you still believe your daughters can defeat me! Fools.”

Magnus’s face darkened with fury but as he stepped towards the Shadow Witch she gestured with her hand and an icy blue light shot from her fingers. Magnus stopped dead, frozen in place.

Freya grabbed at his hand. “Magnus!” she gasped. But he was like a statue – only his eyes moved, frantically. “Veronika! Please, stop this!” Freya pleaded.

“No!” Her sister hissed. “I will do whatever I have to do to get the Lights.” She strode to the window and laughed as she looked across the island of Nordovia. “The people believe their lanterns and fires can stop me but nothing will stand in my way. The snow globe can only contain the Lights until the final stroke of midnight tonight. Then when the Lights are released I shall take their power. No one will be able to stop me. I have your magic now as well as my own and I have created an army that obeys my every word.”

“Army?” echoed Freya.

“Yes, dear sister! Behold!” The Shadow Witch hissed a spell and a pool of ice appeared at their feet. Its surface showed a swarm of sabre-toothed lions, grizzly bears and silver wolves. Their eyes glowed red, showing that they were enchanted by Veronika’s evil magic. Over their heads flew flocks of sharp-beaked ravens, crows and giant eagles, all with the same glowing red eyes.

The Shadow Witch’s coal-black eyes glittered. “My terrifying army will storm the castle, destroying everything and everyone who gets in their way. They will seize the snow globe. Midnight will come, and the power of the Everchanging Lights shall be mine.”

Veronika clicked her fingers and the ice cave was filled with the sound of howls and snarls and the harsh cawing of vicious birds. Freya covered her ears at the cacophony. Veronika cackled and her laughter joined in with the shrieks and growls, echoing around the icy walls. Then she clapped her hands and vanished. The hideous noises stopped and Magnus was released from the spell that had been holding him.

He put his arms around Freya. “Did she hurt you, my love?” he asked anxiously.

“No, but Magnus, our poor girls!” Freya’s green eyes filled with tears. “How can they succeed in their quest with Veronika’s dreadful army against them?”

“Our daughters are brave and their magic grows stronger every day,” said Magnus, his eyes looking out of the window towards the castle – a beacon of shining light in the grey landscape. “I believe they will defeat her. We must hold on to our hope.”

Freya nodded. “Yes,” she whispered. “Hope is all we have left.”

Chapter One

Ida Aurora stood at the window of her bedchamber in the castle and gazed out at the gardens below. Lanterns shone from every tree while servants were hanging silver and gold bunting around the castle walls and setting up long trestle tables covered with gold tablecloths. Madame Olga, the triplets’ governess, kept a close eye on everything. The cook bustled round, directing the kitchen boys as they carried huge wicker baskets filled with fresh bread rolls and mountains of chopped vegetables. Jugglers and stilt walkers were practising their acts and musicians were setting up their instruments.