@child0fsurprise — your life as the his heir? Do it. If not, you don’t have to.”
His words were soft; yet he meant every one of them, he needed her to know it was entirely her choice.
@child0fsurprise Finally, he properly stalls.
A hand moving to gently settles on her shoulder; eyes meeting hers, a soft frown forming across his features.
“Ciri, if this isn’t something you want to do. . .”
A brief pause.
“You don’t owe it to anyone. If you want to live —
@child0fsurprise — ready for this? The coronation?”
Of course Geralt’s pushing for answers; he always does when it comes to her, he won’t say it but he worries.
@child0fsurprise “But you chose me.”
He’d finish the sentence; frame keeping pace despite her grip on his sleeve, a soft chuckle escaping the males lips.
“I should have figured as much. . .”
However, his focus locks on her.
“But you never answered my question. . . Are you —
@child0fsurprise — had to offer?”
He doesn’t bother arguing; he knows one way or another this is just what had to happen, yet he does fish for more information.
@child0fsurprise Now that earns a slightly pause in his movements; a brow arching upward ever so slightly, though he continues trailing her.
“Am I now?”
A low gravelly hum escapes; brows furrowing together ever so slightly, yet a bemused grin forms.
“I’m really the best Emhyr —
@child0fsurprise A hum escapes; the male moving to follow the other, of course he’s got his head on a swivel. Taking in every detail he can, Geralt finally looks down to her.
“. . . Are you excited?”
He wasn’t sure how to phrase the question; though he wanted to ensure this was —
@child0fsurprise Arms fold around her, a hum of thought escaping. Geralt’s eyes falling to her briefly before his shoulders rise and fall.
“. . . I’m not one for royal affairs, but I’m making an exception for you.”
His words were soft, they were honest.
He may not like formal —