[ No. He had not mentioned it. It was on his mind, a couple of months ago, because it was also Yennefer's name day, and he'd thought, perhaps, at the time—
It doesn't matter now. Ciri deserves something for her day. A quiet affair, since he doubts she wants anything extravagant, but something nonetheless. Time with her family, friends. An annoying household pet.
He hums. That's a fucking soft sentiment, too. Think of her. She is always on his mind, one way or another. Is that what happens? When you have...a daughter? Apparently. He moves to the next stall, where more silver-cast jewellery is laid out. ]
Would she like a wolf, you think? Or a lion. [ The lion cub, they called her. He knows she's made her home with him, but Cintra was her home once, too. Her roots will always be there. ]
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It doesn't matter now. Ciri deserves something for her day. A quiet affair, since he doubts she wants anything extravagant, but something nonetheless. Time with her family, friends. An annoying household pet.
He hums. That's a fucking soft sentiment, too. Think of her. She is always on his mind, one way or another. Is that what happens? When you have...a daughter? Apparently. He moves to the next stall, where more silver-cast jewellery is laid out. ]
Would she like a wolf, you think? Or a lion. [ The lion cub, they called her. He knows she's made her home with him, but Cintra was her home once, too. Her roots will always be there. ]