[ there is a part of yennefer that does hear stephen, about waking up, about the dreams being real. she gets something of a faraway look in her eyes as she remembers those first few weeks, now months ago. when she hadn't known what was going on, when she'd woken up and been cut off from everything. what she knew of home layered over what she knew from here and the fact there hadn't been anyone she could turn to in the castle, how the few people she could turn to either turned her away (geralt) or she could barely reach (jaskier).
( she thinks of the days and nights she spent locked away in her room, terrified to step outside. the days and nights she considered running, to not, to solvunn, anywhere. a bit of that feeling creeps back up her spine now, something cold and dark and lonely. )
hey he says, bumping his ankle against her's. it's the touch that does it, that has yennefer blinking and back and looking over to find stephen looking back. don't tell me he says, and yennefer gives him a small, tired smile in return. nods, taking a slow breath and a sip from her glass and settles next to him on the bench, pressed up against him as she does. ]
A few months ago, before we were sent out on the quest by Ambrose, when my... [ she trails off, because while they are secluded enough out in these gardens, as long as they are within the castle, some part of her will always worry. so instead of finishing, she gestures with her glass.
when I lost my magic the gesture says, her eyes on the swirl of her wine. ]
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( she thinks of the days and nights she spent locked away in her room, terrified to step outside. the days and nights she considered running, to not, to solvunn, anywhere. a bit of that feeling creeps back up her spine now, something cold and dark and lonely. )
hey he says, bumping his ankle against her's. it's the touch that does it, that has yennefer blinking and back and looking over to find stephen looking back. don't tell me he says, and yennefer gives him a small, tired smile in return. nods, taking a slow breath and a sip from her glass and settles next to him on the bench, pressed up against him as she does. ]
A few months ago, before we were sent out on the quest by Ambrose, when my... [ she trails off, because while they are secluded enough out in these gardens, as long as they are within the castle, some part of her will always worry. so instead of finishing, she gestures with her glass.
when I lost my magic the gesture says, her eyes on the swirl of her wine. ]