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HEART | Geralt
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Ongoing, First published Sep 11, 2023
AZALEA OF VENGERBERG was not normal. Scarlett and slit eyes, dark hair, rosy-pale skin and a mean attitude. She had a kindness deep within her soul, something she shared with those she deemed worthy. 
Her life as a Witcher was something unexpected, unruly and demanding. Yet it was exhilerating for her as she felt the wind brush over her skin when she swung her silver sword. 

A being, a Witcher, is what could describe Azalea the best. Often nicknamed "The Red Wolf" for two reasons. One; her vibrant ruby eyes and two; her wolf medallion.  

Azalea had spent the better part of her long life travelling alongside a man with white hair, golden cat's eyes and a communication barrier of sarcasm and grunts. OH! And don't forget his lovely mare, Roach. 

What happens when Azalea's fate is put to the test and her feelings come crashing onto her like a ton of bricks, causing her to stumble through life with a new look on things and a new purpose. 
Protect the White Wolf. 

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