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

It has been two days since Faustina had stayed in the castle. And in the duration of her stay, she could say that she felt stretched. Not in a pleasant way. It was like having her limbs stretched and then her hand on two opposing angles. She was constantly summoned by the king, and Sheila. From the first two days were simple greetings for the king, and with Sheila just lectures and just checking of how her magic functions.

But the preceding day was different. Lilianne Disfiegro, more often than not, would always be in search of the king. Whenever she meets Faustina, she scoffs at the mere sight of her and would ignore her. Faustina couldn't say she wasn't thankful. It was better that Lilianne was ignoring her, instead of trying to harass her.

"Have you heard? Lady Disfiegro seemed to be harsh to the maids."

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