IkuSaari

A young healer woman sets sail to kill her enemies and steal the heart of the prince her rival desires. She encounters deadrousers, cannibals and lunatics as she hunts for epic treasures and love. She finds out she can be everything she wants to be: a doctor and a healer of thieves, a lover and an impressively rich spirit aunt, but the price she has to pay will be paid in blood. 

Serenica Ingram is a brave witch in her twenties. She would do anything to be even better at healing. Mariana Kinley, a witch-hating witch and a ruthless businesswoman, doesn't like competition and drives Serenica out of her home. She joins the pirate crew of the necromancer, Captain Spade. 

The city of Neul that Serenica calls home is a hostile and degenerate place, ripe with rich merchants and homeless witches, but the mythical island of outlaws, Aja Vana, is even stranger. The western islands are populated by outcasts and Serenica would do anything to avoid them. 

Becoming a rich and respected pirate healer isn't easy, especially with both other witches and royals wanting Serenica dead. She has to sail to the ends of the known world just to get her stolen property back, and even harder will be to catch the eye of the Dreamer, the fair prince whom Kinley also desires, while fulfilling the promise to kill a king.

WARNING: s*icide mentions, very mild cursing, violence, blood so please use caution when reading.

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Water Belongs to the Dead: Heart of the Witch

"All right, are we ready?" Serenica asked Myorka.

The queen mother was staring at the dead captain.

"What do you mean?" the widow asked. "One can never be ready for something like this."

They had dressed Spade up all nice and comfortable, a luxury that was rarely allowed for deadrousing victims.

Arguably, of course, the corpse caked in diamonds and silk was not the victim here.

"I don't want to be present while this is happening," the queen mother said. "Your Highness…can I call you Myorka? Are you sure you want to see this?"

"In fact, I am not," Myorka admitted. "We'll just leave Serenica to do her thing."

The healer raised an eyebrow. "You believe in my competence?"

The question was absurd. It had been by Serenica's cunning alone that the queen mother and Kinley's corpse had been brought aboard the Princess.

It didn't feel right, but a week had passed, and Serenica's comfort zone was currently very narrow.

Medicine