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    “I’m not always going to be around to pull your pasty ass out of the fire—”

    “Aha!” Jaskier crowed, triumphant. “So you have been looking!”

    Geralt’s face got, if it was possible, even stonier, as he continued, “—so you need to learn how to defend yourself.”

    (Or, Geralt tries to teach Jaskier how to fight. And it’s all very gay, almost at once. 👌🏽😩)

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    07 Jun 2026

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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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    07 Jun 2026

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    Jaskier doesn’t actually know how much time has passed since the black-cloaked Nilfgaardians grab him after a performance in a shitty tavern in the backcountry of northern Kaedwen. He’d assumed--foolishly, apparently--that he was far enough north that any Nilfgaardian soldiers would be few and far between, likely just scouts or even deserters. It would have been hard to actually get any further north--the little backwater town where he’d been singing was just a day from the mountains. Anymore travel, and he’d find himself skirting the Trail up to Kaer Morhen, the Warlord’s Keep, and, well. He’s brazen, but not that brazen.

    (or: a wandering bard bites off more than he can chew with the political ballads, accidentally makes friends with a princess in exile, and finds the Warlord of the North in his debt.)

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    06 Jun 2026

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    Had Geralt told him to stay at the inn, citing nonspecific danger to Jaskier’s person?

    Yes.

    Had Geralt told him not to follow him under any circumstances, because of said nonspecific danger that was unclear would be inflicted by Geralt or the monster?

    Also Yes.

    Was Jaskier slowly inching his way towards the ruins where the monster had made it’s nest, following the directions the mayor had grudgingly provided Geralt because really, what could Geralt do to him that he hadn’t already?

    Absolutely Yes.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    04 Jun 2026