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

As Faustina's fingertips finally pressed towards the surface of the orb, a current that only felt like a slight tingle made Faustina flinch in the slightest. She stared at the thing that was the orb—she could see how her mana—a golden light, began to form and transpire into something else.

She waited in both anxiety and anticipation right at her sleeve. Even that didn't leave Anakin's eyes.

Faustina's eyes widened as she sees distinct colors of every element there is; fire, water, wind, air, and earth.

And form into something that was completely foreign.

A cyan-colored crystal formed—Faustina's eyes widened. The cyan crystal was definitely familiar to her.

It was similar to the broken gem atop her staff!

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