These wonderful allowances between them only make the bridge between them stronger and stronger. Their skills do not have many parallels to draw similarities from. Yennefer tries all the same. Both crafts are complicated and require life long study and devotion, that much is obvious. Passion is key. Aretuza tried to remove it from her, but it only made her stronger. The life of a traveling musician is fueled by passion. Seeing Oxenfurt come alive and being privy to what it is like to have a room full of people burst into Jaskier's song she understands more than she had.
So many people here for the festival driven by emotion, not all of them can be beautiful. Beauty is easy to show, everyone admires it. Ugliness does not. Jaskier's is not repulsive to her at all. If this is as ugly as he gets, he is more precious and mismatched to her company.
The small cast iron cauldron has a matching lid that she places over the top. The precious contents are what she needs to cast the spell. There is far more ash and fragments than needed, still every speck could be vital to the magnitude of their success. Now that it is fixed on she rubs her hands together of it.
"That is all until we need it." And she is feeling very proud of herself to have it done so easily and simply. Anger is a terrific motivator. Spite too, that must be what Valdo runs on when it is not his own ego.
Her eyes move about the room and settle on the tub. "You know, whenever I feel that the world has been unsavory and unpleasant, a bath improves my mood significantly." Surely he was thinking the same thing? Right? "You did say you would show me."
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So many people here for the festival driven by emotion, not all of them can be beautiful. Beauty is easy to show, everyone admires it. Ugliness does not. Jaskier's is not repulsive to her at all. If this is as ugly as he gets, he is more precious and mismatched to her company.
The small cast iron cauldron has a matching lid that she places over the top. The precious contents are what she needs to cast the spell. There is far more ash and fragments than needed, still every speck could be vital to the magnitude of their success. Now that it is fixed on she rubs her hands together of it.
"That is all until we need it." And she is feeling very proud of herself to have it done so easily and simply. Anger is a terrific motivator. Spite too, that must be what Valdo runs on when it is not his own ego.
Her eyes move about the room and settle on the tub. "You know, whenever I feel that the world has been unsavory and unpleasant, a bath improves my mood significantly." Surely he was thinking the same thing? Right? "You did say you would show me."