"Duchess? Ahhh," Yennefer sighs and cups her cheek. "No, I've not yet been awarded for my efforts and duties to the realm so handsomely." There goes the songbird, a sweet, sweet tune. She laughd softly again though nothing funny was spoken, that is until she finds herself seated with not just a bard but--

"Viscount of Redania! Jaskier!" She reached across the table for his hand, his sleeve, for whatever so long as she's not reaching into the dish. "You scoundrel!" Viscount! "How long have you held title! Tell me!" Whatever Yennefer managed to hold she gives a tug on like a petulant child. Nibbles and long gulps of their liquor have softened her considerably. "His lordship must tell me!"