This was absolutely unexpected. Even with the gift of magic, Yennefer has never had any talent for prediction. Her rapport with Jaskier had been comically antagonistic. With the air now cleared, it was a relief to know that the animosity was not for her character. And let's face it, she is ever the abrasive personality. She wanted to confront him with some of the rumors she collected. Now she was taking to Temerian taverns, arm and arm as good friends would.
Is this all that it took to become friends? Have it out with your insecurities and dress one another's wounds with wonders of understanding?
Today was indeed a strange, strange day.
Jaskier's fine silk doublet paired with her black velvet and mesh dress. They were clearly among the more wealthy patrons. Yennefer felt the appraising eye upon them. First the celebrity, after herself. Fondness and apprehension, braided together. It made her smile. She tilted her head to his shoulder and gave the room a sharp, analytical gaze of her own. Magic did not aid in causing a lull to the din. That was just the Yennefer of Vengerberg effect.
Her ladyship settled into sit first. These such establishments are lowly, the warmth and charm undeniable even for herself. The strong wooden table has been varnished with every drop of spilled spirits. Her seat has been molded by many-a rump.
"You had my attention with cherries," and after drinking her own concoctions in many, many fertility trials her gauge of what is, and isn't digestible has changed. "Just one bottle? Or is that how you plan to start, Jaskier?"
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Is this all that it took to become friends? Have it out with your insecurities and dress one another's wounds with wonders of understanding?
Today was indeed a strange, strange day.
Jaskier's fine silk doublet paired with her black velvet and mesh dress. They were clearly among the more wealthy patrons. Yennefer felt the appraising eye upon them. First the celebrity, after herself. Fondness and apprehension, braided together. It made her smile. She tilted her head to his shoulder and gave the room a sharp, analytical gaze of her own. Magic did not aid in causing a lull to the din. That was just the Yennefer of Vengerberg effect.
Her ladyship settled into sit first. These such establishments are lowly, the warmth and charm undeniable even for herself. The strong wooden table has been varnished with every drop of spilled spirits. Her seat has been molded by many-a rump.
"You had my attention with cherries," and after drinking her own concoctions in many, many fertility trials her gauge of what is, and isn't digestible has changed. "Just one bottle? Or is that how you plan to start, Jaskier?"