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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

Teeth, Toes, Eyes

"You are sad about losing your bag, aren't you?"

Serenica turned around. She had been smoking her pipe, the only thing she had managed to salvage, it was in her pocket most of the time, after all.

She had not been mourning her bag, and it was more than a bit annoying to have Myorka suggest that she was that self-centered. She had been missing the Dreamer, not concerned about material things at all.

"No," the healer said bluntly. "I don't know what you think of me. Has your respect for me somehow vanished during the time I spent away from you? I am worried about my prince. And Ligur, and you, and your husband."

"Don't be worried about me or Spade. We can manage."

"Can he, though?" Serenica rubbed her eye, trying to mask the fact that she had been crying. "He is doing many things that seem like bad coping methods."