Ungrateful, the whole of them. Yennefer usually has a sharp word. This night she has seen what a change they can do to her company. No, they don't need her opinion. She has already given a glowing review of the night's entertainment. That is the very last word.
The cherry elixir sloshes in the glass and there is a music to their gait. Jaskier humming, the lute now and then thumping to his back. Yennefer smiles and lets her skirts swish. The Golden Fawn is very close. They pass the mercantile and a few other taverns and inns. They are still loud and bustling. This must be a result of the festival crowd.
Yen already has her key and they slip up the stairs. The room is a room you'd expect a sorceress to occupy. A canopy bed, a wardrobe, a vanity, a writing desk and a chaise. Why the chaise? She hadn't figured it out though now would be a good tie to use it. His closeness has been encouraged the whole of their walk. A bump gets a small chuckle. "A coin for your thoughts." It's her turn to now guide them to sit on a plush chaise. "Or is it another song, Jaskier?" There is so much room available, she sits up against him.
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The cherry elixir sloshes in the glass and there is a music to their gait. Jaskier humming, the lute now and then thumping to his back. Yennefer smiles and lets her skirts swish. The Golden Fawn is very close. They pass the mercantile and a few other taverns and inns. They are still loud and bustling. This must be a result of the festival crowd.
Yen already has her key and they slip up the stairs. The room is a room you'd expect a sorceress to occupy. A canopy bed, a wardrobe, a vanity, a writing desk and a chaise. Why the chaise? She hadn't figured it out though now would be a good tie to use it. His closeness has been encouraged the whole of their walk. A bump gets a small chuckle. "A coin for your thoughts." It's her turn to now guide them to sit on a plush chaise. "Or is it another song, Jaskier?" There is so much room available, she sits up against him.