[ yennefer hears through the grapevine of thancred's trip out of the castle, something that doesn't surprise her (knowing his payment for their quest) and knowing enough about thancred to know he would appreciate the chance to get out, to stretch his legs, to explore the places to a further extent.
she finds him some days after, a bit ahead of her in the halls, his back to her as he heads off to some meeting or some place or something. honestly, yennefer does not know what thancred does with his time, but she does find her footsteps quickening until she catches up with him, slipping her hand into his elbow and settling herself to his side, almost as if he is now escorting her...who knows where.
if he looks down to her, he'll find her smiling - only slightly mischievous - her tone light. ] Were you planning on telling me of your trip? Or were you waiting for me to come hunt you down?
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she finds him some days after, a bit ahead of her in the halls, his back to her as he heads off to some meeting or some place or something. honestly, yennefer does not know what thancred does with his time, but she does find her footsteps quickening until she catches up with him, slipping her hand into his elbow and settling herself to his side, almost as if he is now escorting her...who knows where.
if he looks down to her, he'll find her smiling - only slightly mischievous - her tone light. ] Were you planning on telling me of your trip? Or were you waiting for me to come hunt you down?