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Water Belongs to the Dead: Heart of the Witch

A young healer woman sets sail to kill her enemies and steal the heart of the prince her rival desires. She encounters deadrousers, cannibals and lunatics as she hunts for epic treasures and love. She finds out she can be everything she wants to be: a doctor and a healer of thieves, a lover and an impressively rich spirit aunt, but the price she has to pay will be paid in blood. Serenica Ingram is a brave witch in her twenties. She would do anything to be even better at healing. Mariana Kinley, a witch-hating witch and a ruthless businesswoman, doesn't like competition and drives Serenica out of her home. She joins the pirate crew of the necromancer, Captain Spade. The city of Neul that Serenica calls home is a hostile and degenerate place, ripe with rich merchants and homeless witches, but the mythical island of outlaws, Aja Vana, is even stranger. The western islands are populated by outcasts and Serenica would do anything to avoid them. Becoming a rich and respected pirate healer isn't easy, especially with both other witches and royals wanting Serenica dead. She has to sail to the ends of the known world just to get her stolen property back, and even harder will be to catch the eye of the Dreamer, the fair prince whom Kinley also desires, while fulfilling the promise to kill a king. WARNING: s*icide mentions, very mild cursing, violence, blood so please use caution when reading. discord link finally. it's an actual functioning server afaik: https://discord.gg/tmeZKG5dqT

IkuSaari · Fantasia
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302 Chs

Feral

Serenica tried to ease her way into the new day that had already progressed past noon. She was unsuccessful. Her hangovers were way worse nowadays. She remembered being eighteen and able to drink for weeks before anything resembling a bad morning after came. Now, it was different, and not in a good way. The sickly feeling followed her until it was five o'clock in the evening and she had to change into clothes that were not covered in vomit.

She picked red, as she knew it to be so that few men could look away from a woman in red. Besides, she liked the color.

She decided to ride Norra into the contemporary city hall. The original hall was being repaired, not due to the great fire, but due to mold building up in the structures. The meeting was held in a place that had once had something to do with taxes. That was business that Myorka knew a lot more about. Serenica couldn't be bothered with the minute details of such tedious things.