Chainslock

COMPLETED.

(WARNING: R18 on chapter 200+ onwards. This is a SLOW BURN ROMANCE. Read at your own risk.)

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On a secluded mountain situated upon a kingdom known as Feuersturm, resides a seemingly trifling cabin with an unlikely duo as its inhabitant—a witch, and her apprentice who presumably comes from a clan sought after by slave traders. 

Faustina is a sixteen-year-old girl who fled the slave market with the help of a sickly witch named Eula, who later on trained her as an apprentice for the span of seven years. 

Plagued with a mysterious disease for several years, Eula died despite the efforts Faustina had exerted to cure her; in her last breath, she left an odd request behind. 

"Sustain the king's life. This is your duty. Do not adhere to the prophecy."

To which the odd plea shadowed a bizarre series of events, a consequential sentence; similar to that of a premonition. The same night the phrase was muttered, the chain of events followed:

A warlock's intrusion to their home, with a peculiar yearning to resurrect Eula from the dead...

and the king himself, asking for Faustina’s aid.

Sustaining the King's Life

"What did I miss?" As Lucas Feuerlon walked towards Faustina and Maddie, the growing murmurs increased. Just a moment ago gazes were directed to Faustina, but now mumbles (not-so-silent chatters) were scattered all across Feuer Chateau. Nobles whispering. Disoriented faces, obviously making their personal assumptions. 


Faustina can only name a few—several distinguishable and prevalent enigmas that are dispensed evenly among the arrays of the nobles. 


"Look at her. Is that Lucas Feuerlon with her?"


"The Duke's... illegitimate child? With the peasant woman? But her hair..."


"She's clearly possessing the Verteidigerin trait. But the duke only had two children..."


"Never mind that. Did you see the way she talked to Lilliane Desfiegro?"


"Oh, I saw that," says another. "Insolence. She's a Feuerlon, how could she be so... barbarous."


Affection