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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

Relationship Advice

"What do you want from me? What do you want me to do?" the Dreamer asked her kindly.

"Please. Don't hurt my friends. Take a few of the ordinary pirates, if you must. But don't hurt my friends. Don't hurt Spade or his family or Ed or the Admiral or -"

Serenica had to stop. She had a nasty lump in her throat. She wanted to say how badly she needed the people she loved. She needed to make it clear that no matter how much her heart or the place below her navel throbbed for the prince, she had two families to take care of, and while she wanted to name her blood relatives as well, she could not find her voice at all.

"I'm not a monster and I will not become one, no matter how much gold I have been given," the Dreamer replied, and he was soft, and good, and he was speaking nice and lovely things to her.

"I will not hurt them. Especially Myorka, who is with child, is she not?"