I awoke the next morning with Geralt's arm wrapped possessively around my waist. I smile to myself as I think about how many times we rolled around this bed. Side note, I would have to send them back home to be clean. There was no telling how dirty they actually were. As I go to roll over to look at him the soreness sets into my body, reminding me of the downside to having sex repeatedly.

Feeling me stir in his arms, Geralt lets out a hum as he tightens his grip around my waist pulling me into him.

"Good morning," I whisper as I roll over to face him completely.

"Good morning," he replies without opening his eyes, his voice low and seductive.

"At least, I think it's morning; but who knows." I joke making him chuckle.

"How do you feel?" He asks as his amber eyes flutter open.

"A little sore, but I'll survive." I answer reaching forward to gently touch his cheek.

"Did I hurt you?" He asks his eyes filling with worry.

"No, it's a good kind of sore." I reply quickly causing relief to fill his eyes.

As if to reassure him I let my hand trail down his chest causing him to cock and eyebrow at me. As I find his member, I lace my fingers around it causing him to let out a hungry growl.

"(Name)..." He warns only spurring me on.

"What?" I ask playing clueless.

"Don't start something you can't finish."

"Who says I can't finish it?" I inquire as I slowly start to pump my hand up and down.

"Dammit woman," He growls as he rolls on top of my making a laugh escape my lips as I reach up to wrap my arms around him.

~

We spent what seemed like days in bed only leaving when we needed food or water. We had a lot of time to make up for. After that night when we first slept together, we no longer saw each other in our dreams. That was unless we wanted too.The days we spent together were magical.

I recalled one morning when I woke to find the spot where Geralt had slept empty. Naturally, I panicked and went in search of him. My heart warmed at the sight of him in the courtyard with Ciri practicing sword fighting. Seeing the two of them together was like a dream. Ciri bonded with him just like she had with me. i was surprised that she seemed to like Geralt more than her own father.

Seeing Geralt roughhouse with Ciri made my head fill with thoughts of what could have been had Geralt not been sterile. Would we have had a family? Would Geralt have even wanted one? I didn't even know If I wanted one. It definitely wouldn't have been a normal one but then again neither is this one.

I started to wonder if I could die of happiness. I didn't want it too end; but all good things come to an end.

"Geralt, don't go." I beg as I stand next to him as he prepared his saddlebags.

"I'm a Witcher, (Name), I have a job to do." He replies tossing the bags onto Roach's back.

"Well, then let me come with you." I inquire making his eyes snap to mine.

"No! it's much to dangerous out there. Plus, Ciri needs you here." He counters making me grit my teeth.

"She needs you too. Don't think I haven't seen the way the two of you have bonded over the last few days."

"I have a job to do." He repeats and I roll my eyes.

"God dammit Geralt, you're not some soldier who has no other choice than to go into battle. You have a choice." I argue my anger getting the better of me.

"And my choice is to not watch you die in front of me at the hands of some monster!" He shouts his jaw clenching tightly. "(Name), if I don't do my job, many people could die."

"I know," I relinquish as my shoulders droop. Gripping tightly to my arms i continue, "When will you come back?"

"I'm not sure. I won't make any promises I cannot keep." He answers reaching out to gently touch my cheek.

"Promise me anyway. Give me some hope." I pause as i reach up to touch his hand. "Please."

He pauses as his fingers intertwine with mine. Furrowing his brow he lets out a heavy sigh.

"I promise to return to you. I don't know when, but I will try."

I nod slightly as i let our hands fall to our sides.

"What do I tell Ciri?"

As if she sensed my upset, I see her standing a few feet away staring daggers at Geralt. Geralt follows my eyes to see Ciri and he lets out a heavy sigh. He motions for her to come over and I swear I could see the anger radiating off her tiny shoulders.

"Where are you going?" She asks as Geralt kneels down to her level.

"I have work to do."

"And why aren't we going with you?" Ciri demands making me smirk at her straightforwardness.

"This life I lead, the roads I travel, are no place for a child; and I do not wish for either you or (Name) to get hurt."

"I can take care of myself, you and (Name) have taught me."

"Ciri, darling," I start walking over to kneel beside Geralt my eyes focused oh her emerald orbs. "Even if it was safe, I'm sure Geralt would never wish to take you from your mother and father. I am sure Pavetta would be absolutely heartbroken if you left her side. Do you want to wish that upon her?"

"No," Ciri replies sadness filling her eyes.

"Geralt will return to us, of that I have no doubt." I tell her as I offer her a hopeful smile.

"Those linked by destiny, will always find each other." Geralt adds and I nod. He offers her a soft smile before he stands back up and gently patting her head turns and walks back over to Roach. Standing up I follow after him and before he has a chance to climb up onto Roach, I grab his arm and stop him. "(Name), I have to go."

"I know," I reply gripping tightly to his arm my heart clenching tightly in my chest. "I know, just, hold me before you go." I ask tears stinging my eyes.

Geralt's arms wrap tightly around me causing a sigh of relief to leave my lips. I grip tightly to him, committing his scent to memory as I prepare myself for all the days that we would be apart. My eyes find his as he pulls away slightly to meet my gaze. He smiles softly as he leans forward claiming my lips with his in a deep and passionate kiss. My hands move up to grasp the back of his neck deepening or kiss as my tongue dances with his.

"That's enough you too." Jaskier interrupts making Geralt groan in annoyance as he pulls away from me. "Our little princess doesn't need to see the two of you, all... well, you know."

"Thanks, Jaskier, we got it." I interject as I reluctantly pull away from Geralt and walk over to him. "Take care of him for me."

"You have my word, my lady." Jaskier replies reaching down and taking my hand pulls it up to meet his lips.

"Jaskier, if you wish to keep your hands and lips, I suggest you let hers go." Geralt warns making me chuckle slightly at how quickly Jaskier dropped my hand.

I turn back to see that Geralt had mounted Roach and was looking back at us all. I move to wrap my arm around Ciri's shoulders as I meet his gaze. He smirks slightly before he turns and with Jaskier following behind on his own horse, rides off into the horizon.

"Come along love, let's head back in." I call to Ciri as I push her toward the castle doors.

"How long do you think he'll be gone?" She asks and I shake my head.

"I'm not sure, but it will be a while. Until then, we shall keep ourselves busy."

As we walk into the throne room, I look up to see everyone deep in conversation. Pavetta's brow was furrowed as she talks silently with her mother.

"Ciri, dear, why don't you go find something to occupy yourself with." I insist resulting in her giving me a nod before she bounds off. "What's going on?" I ask as Pavetta walks over to me.

"Somethings come up, Duny and I must travel to Skellige. I want to leave Ciri here. Will you watch over her?" Pavetta asks and I nod.

"Of course," I reply making a sigh of relief leave her lips. Something felt wrong, but I didn't know what. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, just a little anxious about the boat ride." She replies glancing back at her family. "Where's Ciri?"

"I sent her off to play,"

"Alright, can we talk some more before I leave?" Pavetta asks and I nod.

"Of course," I reply giving her a reassuring smile.

"Shall we then?" She asks as she motions for us to leave the throne room talking and making plans for when she returned. Then when it came time for them to leave; Ciri, Calanthe, Natasha, and I waved them off with hopeful wishes.

It wasn't long after when we heard the news.

I should never have let Pavetta leave.

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