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Sustaining the King's Life

COMPLETED. (WARNING: R18 on chapter 200+ onwards. This is a SLOW BURN ROMANCE. Read at your own risk.) ** On a secluded mountain situated upon a kingdom known as Feuersturm, resides a seemingly trifling cabin with an unlikely duo as its inhabitant—a witch, and her apprentice who presumably comes from a clan sought after by slave traders. Faustina is a sixteen-year-old girl who fled the slave market with the help of a sickly witch named Eula, who later on trained her as an apprentice for the span of seven years. Plagued with a mysterious disease for several years, Eula died despite the efforts Faustina had exerted to cure her; in her last breath, she left an odd request behind. "Sustain the king's life. This is your duty. Do not adhere to the prophecy." To which the odd plea shadowed a bizarre series of events, a consequential sentence; similar to that of a premonition. The same night the phrase was muttered, the chain of events followed: A warlock's intrusion to their home, with a peculiar yearning to resurrect Eula from the dead... and the king himself, asking for Faustina’s aid.

Chainslock · Fantasy
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284 Chs

Double Dinner, Double Trouble (Part 2/5)

Faustina had been fidgeting as she got out of her room. What was making her nervous? That—she doesn't know. First thing she knew was that she was feeling anxious because she was having dinner with the schoolmistress' son. But that does not have any corresponding meaning other than that certain fact and Sheila's words. 

Faustina walked to the castle of her dormitory, and naturally, they would give her glances. Curious and prying glances. She was, after all, dressed and looks like she was ready to go somewhere else.

She passed by the halls and the stairs until she finally reached the lobby. And then, sauntering towards the student clerk who was the prefect of Ianua VI, she was greeted with a welcoming smile. 

"Oh, if it isn't Faustina, the girl with the irregular mana."

Faustina shifted uncomfortably.