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โ โ โ โ โ I have only ever known of the
โ โ โ โ โ Continentโs mercurial and cruel
โ โ โ โ โ temperament. I only had myself,
โ โ โ โ โ I had to manage, to โฆ survive.
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Plush lips are soon traded for the warmth of a supple neck, pale visage tucked away and the Temerian inhales slowly. Thereโs a calmness that descends upon Amara when being surrounded by Triss, her scent in her nose and taste on her lips. โDid you miss me, Merigold?โ
โ โ โ โ โ slender arms encircle strong shoulders, delicate fingers playing with raven locks. she smiles, wide and warmly at her beloved viper. โ hello witcher โ she greets tenderly, with such warmth and giggles as her lips are pecked repeatedly. each kiss given is returned.
Hmm. Such a frightening choice of motion. Silvers dance and there is something there, mimicking adoration or simply adoration. But they arenโt suppose to feel emotion. Certainly not such as this. Yenneferโs pointed finger merely offers amusement to +
โ โ โ โ โ a delicate finger points at amara, โ the way you greeted me begs to differ, witcher. โ another sip is taken before the tankard with eventually returned to its original owner. the viper remains playing footsies beneath the wooden table with her however. ยป
the Viper. โIt was genuine.โ Only a husked response is offered. Itโs always husked. โDo you not have any other wise words for me, Enchantress?โ They remain playing footsies. A common game for them. โSeeโ. You think of me as somewhat charming. Even if it is only +
Scoff falls without hesitation, a husked voice soon accompanying as silvers seemingly narrow. But thereโs a softness, a sweetness that is not there when alongside another. โIโm nice.โ Silvers sway in a lazy roll, the pips of Amaraโs lips sweeping +
โ โ โ โ โ the cup is offered to her to which yennefer takes it with little hesitation. leg is felt rubbing along her calf, lilac eyes swirling with amusement. โ oh so now you wish to be nice. โ a sip is taken, hum given at the question. โ debatable โ smirk stretches upon ยป
Only now is a sip taken of her ale before the cup is offered to tue opposing woman. Her legs extend out, ankle brushing a delicate calf in the process and a smirk toys at roseate lips. โIโm the charming type, arenโt I?โ
โ โ โ โ โ anyone could smell yennefer coming a mile away. specially a witcher. luckily for her, the sorceress was not trying to surprise anyone. a perfectly kept brow quirks at the answer. โ gods, how absolutely welcoming you are. โ
Small rumble of the vocal cords resonates lazily from a slender chest, yellow irises lifting knowingly. Yen had been heard, smelt before sitting before the Viper. โItโs been a long day, Mage. Do you have any other words of wisdom?โ
โ โ โ โ โ ๐lender form takes a seat across from the witcher moments after spotting her. a familiar face. โ normally people drink the ale rather than staring at it as if it may hold all the answers of the continent within it. โ