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    The voice had terrified Ciri the first night -

    It had rasped and creaked out over the floorboards up into the air -

    Brushed by her ear -

    “Don’t scream. Please.” It had begged, and Ciri had been too frozen to make the decision to do so or not.

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    24 May 2026

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    “You’re making a mistake,” Jaskier says. “Trust me – I’ll be watching Geralt rip out your intestines before all this is over. I’ve seen it before. It’s not pretty.” He draws himself up, shows his teeth. If this is going to go badly, he intends to be as difficult as possible about it.

    The alderman glares at him. “Enough of this,” he says, commanding; there’s a heavy dull thud at the back of Jaskier’s head, and a brief burst of pain, and then blackness.

    When Geralt is late returning from a hunt, Jaskier’s the one who suffers for it. Things get worse before they get better.

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    30 Jun 2026

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    It's a silly, silly thing, to keep the first coin Geralt gave him.

    It's a foolish, sentimental show of whimsy to hold onto a bit of metal that the witcher likely forgot about the second it left his hand.

    There's no point in keeping it. None at all. It would be absurd to hold onto it when it could be better spent on ale or bread or doublets.

    Jaskier sews it a special pocket in his bag.

     

    (Jaskier's life changed the day Geralt left him that coin. How could he NOT keep it?)

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    24 Jun 2026

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    When Jaskier finally has no more delays as an excuse, he swaggers over and drapes himself over the bench opposite the witcher, taking a long swig of his drink and studying the man across from him over the rim. The cider is almost painfully bad, acidic and aggressively alcoholic. Still, he appreciates it for the distraction it is from everything he’s trying very hard not to feel. He tries to look at the witcher with a stranger’s eyes, wondering if he would still love him despite all of the pain if he’d never known about the beautiful heart behind that handsome face.

    Annoyingly, the answer is “yeah, probably.”

    Surprisingly, Geralt speaks first.

    “Jaskier, listen, I want to-”

    “Sorry,” Jaskier interrupts, summoning all of the arrogance an upbringing like his can instill, “have we met before?” As approaches go, it’s fairly juvenile, but from Jaskier’s experience, there are few barbs more cutting than being forgotten entirely. He doubts Geralt will actually entertain the bit for any length of time, but it’s deeply satisfying to say.

     

    (being the petty bitch he is, jaskier pretends not to know geralt) (is it really HIS fault if geralt believes him??)

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    23 Jun 2026

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    In Jaskier’s defense, the first time he does it is because Geralt is outdoing himself in dickish behavior and had it coming.

    It’s a lesson in actions and consequences, really.

    A few whispers of witchers only liking well-toasted bread because Geralt hates the way crumbs get everywhere was a fair and just punishment. He’d felt very satisfied watching the tiniest little twist of Geralt’s mouth as he’d brushed crumbs from his shirt with the closest he got to fussy behavior.

    At the end of the day, Jaskier had gone to bed feeling very righteous and avenged for being dunked into a watering trough on an erroneous charge of chasing the wrong skirt and getting them both in trouble.

    (He had chased a pair of trousers, thank you very much).

    (Jaskier starts spreading rumors about witchers out of revenge) (it somehow becomes for good)

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