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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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Serenica had to win the game. She knew her man was not the card shark he thought he was. Their hope was that Myorka and the healer would be able to work together to win the game, but even if that failed, they could still read the faces of the players.

On her left was a governor with some lesser noble blood from a tiny island just north of the capital. He was a sly, verbally intelligent man, opinionated but clever enough to stay quiet about it. His ink black wig was always a bit lopsided for unknown reasons.

He would have been an obvious candidate.

Next to the governor sat a man with blue blood in his veins. For a noble, he was very practical and his aim with a gun was rumored to beat the best shooters in any army. Ambitious and steadfast, he was considered a nice fellow by everyone who knew him.

This nobleman was also under suspicion.