Lillian was self-conscious and tried very hard to stay away from Geralt. Lillian liked him a lot, but she slept naked next to him. Lillian was so embarrassed, and he let Yennefer ride with him. Yen took great pleasure in it, almost like she was rubbing it in her face. Yennefer was better than her, and Lillian just had to accept that. Lillian wasn't a home wrecker, but her heart gave her mixed signals.

It was getting late, and she refused to talk, making Geralt feel guilty. Jaskier tried to clear the air knowing there was still tension, but it didn't work, and she was enjoying her misery.

"Lillian, yo,u have to eat; you haven't eaten all day," he said as Lillian was still reading that book.

"Lillian, I know you can hear me," he said as he got angry at her.

Geralt stood up and finally took her book away and tossed it out, making Yennefer almost burst into laughter as June looked at him, annoyed and angry.

"Answer me when I'm talking to you," Geralt growled as she scoffed.

"Have you ever thought the reason why I wasn't speaking to you was that some of us have learned to control one's rage, and instead of hurting others, they hurt themselves? Leave. Me. Be," Lillian growled as she went for her book, but he grabbed her arm.

"Eat," Geralt said as she didn't look at him.

"Lillian, I'm warning you," he said as she smiled at him.

"What are you going to do? Hurt me? Go for it; not like you haven't hurt me before," Lillian muttered.

"You thought I was your husband; get over it. He will understand if he loves you, he will," Geralt informed.

"Please, people change, and worst of all, we have been separated for sixty-plus years! There is no way he didn't remarry, and as soon as he sees me, all he will feel is sorry for thinking I was dead," she hissed.

Geralt pulled her into the woods, and she was close to tears.

"Lillian, he has to be an elf or something that lives a long time... over a hundred years of marriage, at least he will forgive you," he said as she started crying.

Geralt sat next to her, not knowing how to fix this because he wasn't good at this stuff. He just had to wait until she stopped or hug her? Hugging was not his thing. She was just a mess, and he didn't know how to face it. If he didn't tell her that she was married, maybe she would be okay. He may have even kissed her when she woke up after he punched Jaskier in the face, of course.

"You have no idea what kind of man he is, and neither do I! He could kill you for just being near me! I just... I ruined everything we built. I don't know why I keep thinking you are him, and the more I d, o I'm afraid I will have a memory in front of him and ..." she stopped crying almost immediately, and a mark disappeared off her arm.

"Lillian?" Geralt asked; she looked at him,  and she pounced on him playfully.

She started kissing him, and he didn't bother pulling away, and he would let her do whatever she wanted to do to him.

"We should build a house... there is a clearing not too far from here. It would be perfect. Away from all those people, and you can make me scream as loud as you want," she smirked as he smiled at her.

He flipped them over and started kissing her like it would be the last time he would ever do it, making her groan as he got rougher with his kisses.

"Careful, Anatol, the children are sleeping!" She said in between kisses.

"Lillian, I fucking love you," he informed as she started to unbutton his shirt and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her.

"I know you wouldn't have married me if you didn't," she smiled as he could feel her magic running through his veins.

He started to mess with the stings on her dress, and she completely ripped open his shirt and giggled when he started nibbling her ear.

"Anatol does something already! You know the kids will wake up if you don't stop messing with me! When you do that, I can't help but laugh; you tickle me!" She giggled as he started to tickle her senseless.

He loved her laugh and smile. He loved the way she calmed him and how she got on to him. He was in love with this girl, and there was no way he could stop it. His heart had been melted by her innocents and by the love she had for her husband. He wanted that. He wanted to feel loved and not sleep around anymore. He wanted to be tied down and settle down with someone. He wanted a family. She had all of that, and he knew why. She was brave and intelligent, kind above all else, and beautiful.

He kissed her and pinned her down to the ground, making himself smirk as he looked down at her.

"You are going to make me crazy, and I don't think you want me to do that, especially after working all day. I might break you," she chuckled.

"You broke me a long time ago," he smiled as he started to kiss her neck.

"Was it when I healed you or any day you wanted to have your way with me?" She smiled as he smiled brightly.

"Doesn't matter what day you broke me on because you also fixed me the same day," he said; she took off his shirt and started to undo his pants when they heard someone clear their throat.

"Rosey dear, I... we were up practicing fighting....," Lillian said as Yennefer looked at Geralt, pissed off.

"Geralt? What happened to stay away from her?! You are taking advantage of her! She is married, and you are using her memories against her!" She growled.

"Rosey, it's late. How about I help you go back to sleep, okay?" Lillian asked as she gently made Geralt get off her and return to camp.

"I love her... I know it's wrong, but I love her, and I hate myself for it. The way she makes me feel, I don't care if her husband wants her back. I have been a complete ass to her, hoping that it would make her go back to him, but I want her," he said as Yennefer scoffed.

"You want every woman with a chest and a virgin. Could you keep it in your dame pants? It makes me happy seeing her suffer, but that curse she has was put on her because someone she loved dearly died. Her family may be gone, and you are taking advantage of her. She doesn't want you. She wants her husband! Get over yourself and clean up. You are acting like an animal," she hissed as Lillian returned.

"Rosey dear, do you want some soup?" Lillian asked.

"I'll be fine, thank you. I just wanted to know what moves he had done to get you underneath him," Yen huffed.

"Oh... come on, Rosey, let's get you something to eat," Lillian was giving him a mischievous look that he loved.

Yennefer was right; Geralt was taking advantage of her. At first, Geralt would never think to do so, but he had lost it. He wanted Lillian to make her feel like she deserved to be loved. Lillian hadn't been loved on in a long time, and he wanted to make her feel what it was like. But Geralt also wanted to know what it felt like to be loved by Lillian. Her husband was so lucky, and it hurt to make him realize he had to let her go! He had to! It wasn't about when or why it was he had to! Geralt didn't have the will to hurt her anymore. Maybe, he could win her over, but then Geralt heard her crying again.

"I don't know what's wrong with me! My husband would surely leave me if he found out I was lying next to Geralt indecently! What kind of a wife am I? Not a good one because if I were, I wouldn't have been a slave; I would know my family and I would know if I had children, and they turned out okay! But I don't! I don't, and my memories I have, I can't even remember what they are about," Lillian cried as Yennefer started to feel guilty for enjoying her pain.

Lillian's family sold her, and Lillian's family they knew nothing about.

"It isn't your fault," Jaskier informed.

"Then who's fault is it then! Who's?! I even made Geralt mad at me again. I'm a dame mess. It's no wonder I have this stupid curse. I can't do a dame thing right!" Lillian yelled as a tree split in half, making her cry harder.

"I'm a monster," Lillian cried.

Yen hugged her tightly as she cried to keep her from accidentally killing them.

"You loved your children and even did everything you could for them. I know they turned out great," Yen said as Geralt hated himself.

Lillian was blaming herself for things that weren't her fault, and he wanted to make it better only to have made it worse for both of them.