threw this concern at me And I pretended to ignore it.”
He after spending a brief time looking into his lilac eyes he came back, he looks thoughtful at the fire.
“I care more about what he is instead of who. He appeared to me once when I was looking for you he introduces himself as the master of mirrors and although he is not a djinn he fulfills desires in exchange for your soul. and no I did not ask for any desire for him simply—>
She knew what it meant. She knew another would have to carry it after her. But she chose the first option. She wanted to live, even if only for seven years, and she would take that chance.
Geralt continued, his voice low.
“There's two options to break this curse. We can pass it on to another living being, both will live for seven years, and another option would be for us to go after those who cursed you and convince them to admit that they did it to you—>
“We have a few options of how we can break this curse, but it is up to you to decide which one you feel the most confident in.”
Yennefer said as she looked at Geralt, encouraging him to speak.
raw will to live.
She admitted in a whisper that she was selfish. That she had spent so many years hiding, so many years being a monster in a bird's skin, that the thought of seven more years seven years of being seen, of being herself was too much to refuse.
—>
And She's been all over Oxefurt's time and she doesn't know when someone isn't being funny? He can imagine that the bard was only there to mischief instead of studying.
sorry, sorry — to be plain, he is trying to teach something of the spoken language to a bard? to an Academician of Oxenfurt?
she didn't think he was THIS dense.
“It's just a possibility. Gaunther O'Dimm appeared and told me it might be one of them to have survived.”
He looked back at the fire thinking a lot about it.
Geralt stepped closer but kept his hands visible and open, the medallion around his neck still faintly vibrating. He studied Vivienne carefully, noting the way her shoulders remained tight and the unnatural sharpness in her gaze.
“Easy,” he said in a low, steady voice —>
“Hey there,” Yennefer said gently, her voice soft as she tried to assure the woman that they were not the enemy.
“Sorry for disturbing you. We are here to help you break this curse.”
* She is right. we came to help you.”
Then the Vivienne’s fingers curled against the fabric of her dress. she took a half-step back, feathers stirring faintly along her arms as her eyes flickered between human —>
@OfPoeticWords Not that he complained about working but at that moment he was busy.
“And honestly your company is a thousand times better than that of Dandelion. It doesn't even compare.”
He glanced at the basket in a way that didn't make it look like he was prying.
“Looks like you’ve gathered most of the ingredients. If none of that works, though, try valerian root. Smells like an old boot, but it works.”
Home? He heard the word —>
The bard chuckled when Geralt mentioned Dandelion. He wasn’t the reason she was looking for plants that could ease her headaches.
"I can assure you, this has nothing to do with him. I’ve simply been feeling tired lately. I can’t sleep properly, but it will pass."
Priscilla ~
@OfPoeticWords “There's a really realistic vision. And even with a certain charm of how Kaer Mohren really is.”
He keeps walking more slowly, being careful not to bump into the people and pay attention if no one is to him for any other work —>
This is quite different. He doesn't specifically aim to be funny but rather expository speaking, actually he was having teaches her a lesson.
Just like every time he's said in front of her that she was an idiot.
He starts tamping with fire using wood with looks away.
“I'm going to be pretty straightforward, yen. I'm worried about the possibility that someone from the wild hunt is still alive. Even if it's one of Eredin's companions.”
“It’s quite the opposite. I’m letting you use me just so I can experience looking at you and being in your company.”
Holding the torch, he began to step into the dark cave. His shoes made sounds against the ground, and the dripping of water was clearly audible —>
"So, you’re really just looking for an excuse to see me..."
She halted just behind him, her eyes fixed on the cave's dark entrance, her posture radiating determination. A sense of adventure sparked in her gaze as she took a deep breath.
"Shall we explore it together?"
He walked carefully toward the back of the cave, where they discovered someone waiting.
By the light of the torch, they saw a blonde woman pale and beautiful, yet cursed with feathers sprouting from her skin, claws instead of fingernails —>