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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

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Old Enemies Reunited

The emergency plan of the emergency plan was nothing much. The Dreamer wanted to cast a special spell on Serenica, one of mutual destruction – if Kinley tried anything funny, she would suffer as well. The king said the spell would not necessarily work.

Serenica rolled her eyes, took a nap and then chewed on some corna leaves.

After a suitable time of consecutive nervous breakdowns, she moved her weary bones towards the meeting spot.

Kinley looked a bit maimed – the hole in her chest and the decay on her skin were visible, and the evening sun did not flatter her at all.

Serenica felt a small sting of pity. She brushed the emotion away just like she dusted off her best coat as she walked towards the bench the woman was sitting on.

"I was afraid you would not come, Doctor Ingram," Kinley said without turning her head, and the horrible feeling of pity intensified within Serenica.