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“I wanted a point of comparison,” she said. “Because he looks at me like he really – loves me, or something.”
“Yeah,” said Jaskier, resigned. “He does that sometimes. Isn’t it a bitch?”
They were half way through the second bottle by now, and their shoulders were touching. She could feel the hard line of Jaskier’s thigh against hers. She was very aware of the chest hair visible at the open neck of his shirt, and how he could probably see down her dress from here. She hadn’t moved to put any distance between them and neither had he.
“Why are we still talking about him? I don’t care about Geralt of Rivia any more,” lied Yennefer.
“Nor do I,” Jaskier lied back.
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16 May 2026
