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

Faustina ambled her way to the passages, only seeing ghosts that had terrified her beyond her wits. But as she passed through these apparitions, their effect on her dwindled until she didn't even battle an eye upon seeing one.

Faustina noticed a strange door that had intricate patterns all over it. It wasn't the same as the others which looked plain and unkempt. This one… it was polished all over and had a rather girlish theme to it.

Reaching her hand to the doorknob, Faustina felt as if she was doing something wrong—like walking into a trap.

The door purposefully opened, and then dragged Faustina inside its darkness. Faustina blinked several times, seeing nothing but obscurity.

What is it that you fear?