[ yennefer does hear word of the coronation, and for all that she is curious about the events that will happen, she also feels a kind of freedom in knowing that she doesn't have to care. the summoned would be invited, the summoned could attend, but she wonders if anyone at all will choose a different path. she's heard whispers that the wards of nott need help, that they are struggling under the force of things, and she does wonder if the summoned will take the call. if anyone from the castle will be allowed to come assist.
word travels fast through nott, though, and the moment that summoned from the castle arrive in nott, word starts to spread. yennefer hears it during her wanderings through the town, and while she can't quite show the interest she feels, it does send her out into the streets. does send her on a search for familiar faces.
the sun has just started to drop when she turns a corner and finds herself along the outer walls of nott. the figure she catches checking the wards at first she isn't sure of, but as time passes is more and more familiar. it's some minutes later before she, herself, steps out from around the corner - her surface level illusions of her face, hair color, and eyes, dropping as soon as she steps closer. ]
You've practiced your wards, then.
[ there is a tension in her chest, a kind of anticipation. he's here. but she holds her distance, at least at first - to see what it is he plans. ]
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word travels fast through nott, though, and the moment that summoned from the castle arrive in nott, word starts to spread. yennefer hears it during her wanderings through the town, and while she can't quite show the interest she feels, it does send her out into the streets. does send her on a search for familiar faces.
the sun has just started to drop when she turns a corner and finds herself along the outer walls of nott. the figure she catches checking the wards at first she isn't sure of, but as time passes is more and more familiar. it's some minutes later before she, herself, steps out from around the corner - her surface level illusions of her face, hair color, and eyes, dropping as soon as she steps closer. ]
You've practiced your wards, then.
[ there is a tension in her chest, a kind of anticipation. he's here. but she holds her distance, at least at first - to see what it is he plans. ]