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    The faint colour that had been on the alderman’s face ever since setting foot onto the mountain suddenly darkens. Watching the elder Witcher leave, and the omega take his place, a spluttered sound escapes from the alderman’s lips before any semblance of words. “Forgive me, my lord, but we are here for an audience with the White Wolf.”

    The omega’s chin lifts. “Yes, well, my lord husband will be otherwise engaged. You may speak with me, alderman,” he huffs, gathering the lapels of his cloak and sitting neatly into Geralt’s usual spot. Eskel obediently falls to his side, broad arms set crossed over a broader chest. The Wolf’s unblinking amber eyes watch their guests, never straying too far from the alderman or his armoured guard. Jaskier sighs as he settles back into the chair. “What seems to be your business here?”

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    When an alderman requests an audience with the White Wolf, he's faced with a far more daunting challenge; a tired and all-knowing lordling and his pack of Witchers.

    Warlord!Geralt & Noble-Turned-Consort!Jaskier

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    18 May 2026

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    It’s hard, at times, to keep playing at ignorance when the intrepid little moron dumps out the entire bundle of his sleek, downy-soft pelt in search of a new quill, but if he isn’t going to bring it up, Geralt’s certainly not going to pry, even though he does have to prompt the bard surreptitiously more than a few times when the flighty little pest evidently forgets all about his pelt and moves to happily trot along on his way, his freedom left behind in the dust. It’s a fine line Geralt walks, playing dumb while hyper-aware of the situation, but he manages to hold his peace and remain silent even when he wants to scold the selkie to be fucking careful. The bard babbles along at length throughout the day enough without prompting; gods forfend Geralt give him any sign of encouragement for more.

    Still, despite Geralt’s best efforts, he finds that the selkie–who has chosen Jaskier as his name of all things–is growing on him.

    It is, in a few words, fucking obnoxious.

    (Jaskier is a selkie who is absolutely HORRIFIC at keeping up with his pelt) (lucky, then, that he has a witcher to do it for him)

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    14 May 2026

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    “These are mine.”

    Jaskier looks up at the sound of Geralt’s voice, blinking in surprise. The witcher’s tone is even, and his face unexpressive, but Jaskier still tries to read into the words. Geralt is holding a palmful of wrapped sweets in his hand, and a quick glance reveals them to be lemon candies, which Jaskier loves.

    And which Geralt hates.

    He frowns, confused.

    “You don’t even like those,” he feels compelled to announce. His own lingering guilt and fear of being a burden after stealing Geralt’s dagger aside, it makes no sense why Geralt would suddenly decide to forbid candies he doesn’t even like when he’s never denied Jaskier things before. They’ve been to three other towns since then, and he hasn’t brought it up. Jaskier’s avoided any Mischief to avoid creating any problems since then, so it’s not as if he’s given him a pressing reason to suddenly feel the need to scold him.

    “They’re mine,” Geralt continues, splitting them between both hands and tucking them into his pockets on either side. “So don’t steal them.”

    (Jaskier is part fae and thus has a biological imperative for Mischief) (Geralt proves unexpectedly supportive about this)

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    14 May 2026

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    "when the bones are good" by SummerFrost read aloud.

    Original summary: "Julian is six when he realizes that he's got an astounding capacity for being an annoying bastard. He's seventeen when he finally decides to lean in."

     

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    Even if the fear has been burned out of them by the Grasses, most witchers find Eskel, Geralt, and Gweld to be downright discomforting.

    So does Lambert, but for a rather different reason. And of course Voltehre is willing to be friendly to anyone...especially if it will make Lambert happy.

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    27 Apr 2026

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