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

<p>It was the only thing that served as the haven for a certain someone—away from all the screaming, the sound of death, and the scent of blood. It was his sanctuary, where the demons have rested and let him fall into a deep slumber. However, this vessel did not need to sleep, considering the soul was strong and so was the spirit. The light existed on the spirit in the body, which caused all the strain.</p>

<p>He didn't suffer from it before, considering his original body had no light in it. But this vessel had one. Someone who was born from this body was a person that never stained his hand nor did he have any wickedness in his heart. </p>

One Year to Fall