When I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time

[magicalarchaeologist]

WHO: Istredd and some people!
WHAT: Istredd is held with Kyle in the dungeons for a bit and questioned, and then let out.
WHERE: Imprisoned and then back out in Thorne
WHEN: July
WARNINGS: Nothing!





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[vixening]

Did you? Because you're still wrapped up in it from where I'm sitting- and it feels a lot like my doing.

[ again, is what she doesn't say. again is what she feels. and yes, she knows istredd has made his own decisions. has brought himself to his own places of his own free will. it's selfish of her to feel like she is the only reason he has ended up where he has. istredd has made his own choices that have brought him to his own places, he chose his own paths. but in the face of it all, in the shadow of it all, she feels it curl in her gut.

it doesn't help that she can feel the sadness in him, knows that for all that he tells her things are fine, that he will be fine (because they always are, in the end. they have to be) he still carries that dark sadness in him.

his fingers move to her hair, fiddling with curls, with the dark locks, and yennefer shifts - settling more firmly, comfortly, against him. its her way of encouraging it, hungry for the physical touch of him even when she knows this is all just the illusion. ]

Ambrose left with that knowledge, then. Or some version of it. I doubt it'll be that way forever, he had too many mages in audience each Summoning for it to be secret for much longer.

[ part of her thinks that if she could just track down ambrose and destroy the book, maybe that would save them all some heartache. but she knows it wouldn't be that simple, knows the consequences would continue to spiral outward from there. but it doesn't stop her from wanting. doesn't stop her from needing some kind of outlet, somewhere. ]

From what I've heard, she's the one who did the late king in. Though she's got her own pet mage who I'm sure was a large part of it.

[magicalarchaeologist]

I did it for you to start, but I've made this as much my own choice.

[ Istredd hated courts but he did play the game for her when he first got here. He followed her instructions, did as she suggested, became a teacher, provided support for her. That was even before they reunited romantically. He got involved in Thorne to be the partner she needed, but eventually it was his own actions that led him here. He became a central point of contact for the Summoned. He helped Rhy with the parties which put him in the court's view and his research with Ambrose made him valuable to the mage.

This is the path he chose, something he has been weighted down by more frequently lately, but it isn't on her shoulders. He's had his opportunities to walk away or to take a step back. And he chose to stay while pushing her to leave. There's no one to blame for the situation they're in now but the Sidwells. Who he has to live with and around now, resenting every breath that they take in. Istredd was never a fan of the past royals, but he thinks he prefers them. The Sidwells are too smart. They're dangerous. ]

I'm sure they have a version. Their pet mage is in charge now, I doubt they'd do that if they didn't have the spell down.

[ It would be stupid to make that mistake and they are not that. He sighs and looks at her, reaching out to touch her face, pull her in closer to him. ]

I miss you. I'm pathetic. [ Istredd smiles faintly at her. ] I got too spoiled with you nearby at all times.

[ He's saying out loud what he already knows to be true. It's not logical for him to feel like a part of himself has broken away but that is the truth of living without her nearby. For two years they had the kind of relationship that he used to dream about when they were young, that's all. He has to remind himself that romantic dreams don't always work out. Or at the least, it will until they get that future they saw for themselves, when they could be everything.

He cups her face in his hands and draws her into a kiss. It is long and lingering and building in passion because the next time he gets one won't be promised for tomorrow or the day after. Her taste, her smell, it'll all be out of his system in the castle before long, and he'll have other avenues to get it again but he's being petty about that detail. ]

I love you with all of my heart, Yenna. You know that, yes? There is nothing I wouldn't do for you.