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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.

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The one who rules

"No… I don't want to be in the darkness again… No…! NO!!!!"

Leviticus then glanced towards Faustina who now had dark circles under her eyes. Her complexion was paler than before, and she was fuming hot. 

A fever?

Leviticus held Faustina in his arms and then closed his eyes to tentatively feel the mana coursing through her.

"She didn't lose much mana..."

In fact, she was coursing too much mana in her body that Leviticus isn't certain with his ability to read the amount of a person's mana. There shouldn't be that much mana inside a person… but then again, she was a noble.

Leviticus frowned. 

The undead prince's body was regenerated. That would take a huge amount of mana. Just how much did the undead prince amass from Faustina? 

"Eul…"