[ Ciri hadn't actually meant to sign up for lute lessons, but-- well. Here they are. And at least she enjoys spending time with Jaskier, so it's not a bad deal getting more of it. More importantly, he seems to enjoy it too, and he's been in need of more things to enjoy lately.
So Ciri has been more or less diligent about her lessons. She doesn't put in a lot of practice outside of when she meets with Jaskier for it, but she's not entirely incompetent either. Her ear for music is perhaps a touch better than average, and playing an instrument is a forgotten skill but one she had been trained in growing up in court. (She can theoretically embroider too, but nobody should be brave enough to ask her for it.)
Eventually, though, the real reason Ciri accidentally got herself into music lessons is ready. ]
I assure you, it's even better.
[ She carries the brand-new lute in its case, and the case in a large box she has to finagle up the narrow steps to the apartment. Careful not to bang it even a little bit on the walls or the doorframe, Ciri toes open the door and wedges herself inside. She is windswept, flushed, and triumphant.
The box is held aloft and bestowed upon Jaskier with great solemnity. ]
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So Ciri has been more or less diligent about her lessons. She doesn't put in a lot of practice outside of when she meets with Jaskier for it, but she's not entirely incompetent either. Her ear for music is perhaps a touch better than average, and playing an instrument is a forgotten skill but one she had been trained in growing up in court. (She can theoretically embroider too, but nobody should be brave enough to ask her for it.)
Eventually, though, the real reason Ciri accidentally got herself into music lessons is ready. ]
I assure you, it's even better.
[ She carries the brand-new lute in its case, and the case in a large box she has to finagle up the narrow steps to the apartment. Careful not to bang it even a little bit on the walls or the doorframe, Ciri toes open the door and wedges herself inside. She is windswept, flushed, and triumphant.
The box is held aloft and bestowed upon Jaskier with great solemnity. ]
Open it!
[ No prelude or explanation at all. Naturally. ]