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Jaskier "old-timey fuckboy" Alfred Pankratz ([personal profile] cointosser) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2024-05-26 02:31 am (UTC)

[Loathe as he is to release her from his hold, he wasn't lying about seeing the mortals line up for just a glimpse of her -- for a chance to be blessed by her. How could any man see such a vision and not want to fall at her feet?

If he were mortal still, he would worship every step she takes.

With her entrance made, a sparrow suddenly appears: it flies several circles around her with a chattering of chirps, then soars several times over the assembled mortals. Several more calls, and a little song of his in clipped notes -- before the sparrow lands on the throne and Cadenza appears, unclothed, his wings spreading out in all directions in the colors of the sparrow's wings. Another cheer as flowers and vines grow over the dais, the grass flourishing under their feet and all around the gathering: a natural bedding for what comes next.

It's a sign that this next harvest, this next year... it'll be more than plentiful. Both their gods have arrived in excessively good moods.

Jaskier holds a hand out to her.]
Where shall I start? On my knees for you, goddess?

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