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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

Springtime

They had bought enough supplies to last them until reaching Clayland. The Dreamer had arranged for a reliable man to take care of the Princess while they would be seeking for the mythical medicine.

Serenica visited him in her dreams twice. On the second time she had to confess that it pained her to see a mere image of him when she craved to see the real prince, flesh and blood. They agreed to only meet on new moons.

She had plenty of time and energy to put into Essieca and the experimental version of the ancient treatment. The progress was slow. However, as time passed by, the young madwoman began to show at least some emotion. She would occasionally chuckle as she was feeding the goats. Serenica didn't find the goats to be all that funny, but she was glad to see her friend smile and laugh once more.

Perhaps Essieca would never be her old self again. She could become happy, though.