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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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Back in Feuersturm (Part 6/8) - Backup Copy

A/N: I published this yesterday, but I rechecked now and it wasn't published (must be a glitch). Enjoy reading!

Lilianne was in a constant feeling of unrest. She had took her frustration out to the maids, and it still wasn't enough. Back in the Disfiegro household, she would raise her hand to those who disobeyed her, and none of them complained. That is given, because she is the child of a marquis. They do not hold any right to complain. Besides, they belonged on a lower standing. There was no room for complaints when they are getting paid to work.

She gritted her teeth. The maids here have a lot of nerves—of course Lilianne knew they were whispering about her. She figured she ought to give them a little gift once she ascends to the throne. On her way to the garden with her already foul mood, she sees her—that leech who had followed the king like a dog. She was clearly blind, so Lilianne wondered how she, an inadept person, could even become the high priestess.