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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

Neul in Flames

The river was soon in front of her, the stream that had nearly managed to kill her. She found a small bridge that allowed her to get to the other side.

Serenica ran along the bank of the river and only stopped when her chest was hurting.

She turned around. It was an instinctual action. There was nothing to see, so why did all her senses scream about danger and Kinley and things that went bump in the night?

She looked at Herderg's house and she saw the flames.

The fire was bursting through the windows of the adorable little cottage. The curtains were gone, the glass was shattered, and the whole spectrum from red to yellow was present, the fire ate everything, even the walls.

"Help me... You have to help me!"

The source of the scream was Herderg herself. Serenica let out a sigh of relief. At least the old lady had escaped unscathed. She carried a satchel with her, in which supposedly were whatever belongings she had managed to take with her.