Geralt hums. It's a fair assessment. He can't take offence, even if he were inclined to. "You're honest. That's good."
If she knows what she wants, he doesn't doubt she'll find it.
"And I don't mean heroics," he continues. Nor anything to do with how he perceives himself. "When Thorne summoned the first of us, they locked a handful away. Our presence was a mistake, they said. I suspect they saw in us a threat to their kingdom."
As for the Free Cities, who the fuck knows? The woman, Marlo, obviously maintains careful eyes on all of them. She is not unaware they fled to Cadens from Thorne without having ever been invited. His life in the city has thus far remained unquestioned.
He cannot say for how long this will hold true.
As the horses move at a steady clip, the sand ahead stirs. He slows a touch—not yet stopping, just cautious. The main roads tend to be safer, but that is not the same as being safe.
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If she knows what she wants, he doesn't doubt she'll find it.
"And I don't mean heroics," he continues. Nor anything to do with how he perceives himself. "When Thorne summoned the first of us, they locked a handful away. Our presence was a mistake, they said. I suspect they saw in us a threat to their kingdom."
As for the Free Cities, who the fuck knows? The woman, Marlo, obviously maintains careful eyes on all of them. She is not unaware they fled to Cadens from Thorne without having ever been invited. His life in the city has thus far remained unquestioned.
He cannot say for how long this will hold true.
As the horses move at a steady clip, the sand ahead stirs. He slows a touch—not yet stopping, just cautious. The main roads tend to be safer, but that is not the same as being safe.