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    “Your bard’s bleeding,” Coën says by way of greeting, striding out to meet them on the walkway with Lambert trailing along beside him.

    Geralt frowns and turns to face them. “What?” He turns and is about to make his way back toward the inner keep when Ciri’s small, terrified voice rings out over the cold, sharp wind.

    "Geralt!”

     

    (Or, adrenaline is one hell of a drug and helps you forget that you've been steadily bleeding to death for the past hour)

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    The first time Eskel heard the song was in Velen.
     
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    Geralt and Jaskier's relationship through Eskel's eyes.

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    She steps out of the portal, hopefully somewhere close to where the innkeeper had said Geralt had headed, and is met with a rather warmer welcome than she is used to.

    ‘Oh, thank the gods, Yennefer, you’re here.’

    Bemusedly, she stares at the bard, who is now shoving straight past Geralt in his haste to greet her, and bobs a fussy little bow, fringe flopping all over the place and smiling winningly in her direction.

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  4. Public Bookmark 46

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    “Your companion for a banquet?” He tried to focus on his frustration. “That’s what you dragged me here for?” 

    To be fair, it was a better deal than being monster bait. But, considering this was Yennefer he was dealing with, perhaps not. 

    Yennefer glanced away with an expression Jaskier had never seen before on her face. Was it … embarrassment? “Not a banquet,” she said tightly. “A wedding. I would not have bothered to attend if it was merely a banquet.” 

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    Ciri leaves Kaer Morhen. She doesn't understand why Geralt is bringing a bard with them. She doesn't want Geralt to bring a bard with them.

     

    “You’ll spoil her,” Yennefer said. It was the first thing she had said all morning.

    Jaskier shrugged and petted the horse’s muzzle. “Him? It’s a gelding, so maybe not a him. Hm, in people having your balls cut off doesn’t make you not a man unless you want it to but you can’t ask a horse. Anyway, not a her. And better spoiled than mad at me.”

    “You’ll have both spoiled and mad at you when you run out of treats,” Ciri said, mostly to see what Jaskier would do.

    He smiled blithely at her. “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. No reason not to enjoy the apples while we have them, isn’t that right, Fredrick?”

    “That’s not…” Ciri trailed off and Jaskier looked at her quizzically. None of the Witchers would name their horse Fredrick, but Ciri didn’t know the gelding’s proper name, wasn’t even sure which of the now dead Witchers it had belonged to. She hadn’t spent enough time in the stables to learn these things but it still felt like a failure not to know.

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