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  1. Summary

    This is a series that deals with the question "What if Jaskier was a djinn?" - or half-djinn in this case. Geralt saves his life and now Jaskier owes the Witcher 3 wishes. Too bad that Geralt doesn't want anything from life.

    And yes, I need three parts to get through all of it. The mountain alone... oh boy.

    If you're looking for angst, lots of hurt and lots of comfort, then this is the right story for you!

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    Where witchers are death, and Jaskier is a bard with a flare for the dramatic who keeps saying he wants to “just die” in any given situation.
    To Jaskier, this is just a figure of speech. To Geralt, it is very definitely flirting.
    When he decides to finally court the bard, it doesn't quite go as expected, and he finds out just why it is so easy for Jaskier to flirt with death.

     

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    Geralt tilts his head to listen, the corner of his mouth twitching upward. The bard has been flirting with him for weeks now, exclaiming he could just die, all over Oxenfurt. At first, Geralt thought the man was being dramatic and didn’t know what he was doing, but no one is that theatrical.

    “Little shit at it again?” Lambert grouses. “Just fucking court him already, pretty boy. Or I might just do it for you.”

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    The thing is, Witchers aren’t supposed to be affectionate. Geralt, in his own particular way, undoubtedly is however. Unfortunately, the Witcher is truly inept when it comes to handling affection and processing emotion. All of this is to say that Jaskier could have predicted this. “This” being Geralt standing helplessly as he holds a cat currently purring in his arms.

    Geralt deserves to touch something soft

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    Fringilla decides the best way to make a tortured Bard spill where Geralt of Rivia would take his Child of Surprise is to dive into his head and create illusions. When two bastards stumble into his cell and break him out he understandably believes that they are a figment of his imagination. He keeps his cards as close to his chest as a talkative Bard possibly could as they drag him to what they assure him is a safe place. After all, why would Julian know all that Jaskier does about Kaer Morhan?

    Meeting Lambert at Rosie's Tavern at the base of the Blue Mountains he lets half of the cards tumble in the presence of the Wolf Witcher. They grow closer as the four of them trudge up the mountain and meet with the other Wolves in the keep, where he is a trusted member until three weary travelers arrive one morning and cause his cards to go flying.

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    “If we are to use you as bait to lure our possessed Witcher here to Kaer Morhen, do you understand what that entails?”

    Jaskier nods, but he remains quiet.

    A slight tremor works its way into his right hand, and Yennefer smirks at its appearance.

    The sorceress scoffs faintly, and she approaches him. There is something in her violet eyes, like a spark that proceeds the wildfire it causes as she comes close, her voice growing low and sharp.

    “He will hunt you,” Yennefer whispers, as though she is reciting some sort of spell, bewitching as she is sardonic, “You cannot hide from him. You cannot outrun him. You cannot overpower him.”

    Jaskier swallows, but he does not waiver. Not even as Yennefer begins to circle him.

    Despite the tears in her dress and the dirt that clings to her form, she remains as entrancing as ever. It’s as though she’s a fever dream Jaskier can only spot from the corners of his eyes.

    Her words come to Jaskier like a mirage, a silhouette muddled in fog. The only solid sensation coming from her being the race her words bring to his heart.

    “You will be at the Witcher’s mercy.”

    That should scare Jaskier.

    But it doesn't.

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