[ A minute of silence passes. His thumb runs over the peach's fuzzy skin. So that was why Jaskier spoke to her. ]
I don't wish to put either of you through that pain.
[ And yet, they both know it may happen once more. The world does not give a shit about what any of them want. He's told himself every day since that night that Ciri is safe, and every day he struggles to really believe it. To find it in himself to rest. He never wants to be too late again. To ask whether he could have done more, sooner.
Destiny did not weave for him a quiet life.
As they walk deeper into the trees, he stops and settles on a stump. Perhaps it's a subconscious effect—but the twittering birds and thick forest floor take on a shape that's more Brokilon than Bleobheris. ]
Before you went to find me— [ He pauses, searching for a gentle way to put it. That night on Thanedd is the only part Jaskier has been light on the details about, and though he's tried not to pry, something tells him it's important to Jaskier. ] Will you tell me what happened?
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I don't wish to put either of you through that pain.
[ And yet, they both know it may happen once more. The world does not give a shit about what any of them want. He's told himself every day since that night that Ciri is safe, and every day he struggles to really believe it. To find it in himself to rest. He never wants to be too late again. To ask whether he could have done more, sooner.
Destiny did not weave for him a quiet life.
As they walk deeper into the trees, he stops and settles on a stump. Perhaps it's a subconscious effect—but the twittering birds and thick forest floor take on a shape that's more Brokilon than Bleobheris. ]
Before you went to find me— [ He pauses, searching for a gentle way to put it. That night on Thanedd is the only part Jaskier has been light on the details about, and though he's tried not to pry, something tells him it's important to Jaskier. ] Will you tell me what happened?