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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 · 奇幻言情
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Serenica picked a total of six courses. She had one about the basics of oral medication, one about natural medicine, one about contagious diseases and three courses that concerned anatomy. While she dreaded her own ignorance about the human physiology, the medicine courses excited her greatly. She considered herself an innovative user of herbs and she had both generational knowledge and more conventional wisdom about the subject.

The janitor showed her the room in the dormitory she was supposed to sleep in. Even the illiterate man walking with a broom in one hand and a set of keys in the other seemed to respect her somehow, perhaps even fear her. She thought that was a bit awkward. The staff was well aware of her background as an outlaw and they treated her accordingly.

Serenica fell down on her hard mattress, too tired to even wash her face.