🗡chapter 3🗡

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*you wake up to the smell of fresh pastries and you follow it down to the kitchen*

Edith: Good morning sweetie I'm Edith, my husband told me about you.

*You smile*

Y/n: Morning I'm Y/n.

*Edith smiles back*

Edith: It's going to be nice having you around.

Y/n: Why thank you, do you need any help before I go out?

Edith: No sweetie, won't you stay for breakfast?

Y/n: Oh I'll just take some with me.

* You take a bite of a croissant whilst taking another in your other hand*

Y/n: I won't be home late Edith!

Edith: Ok honey but here take some money just in case you need it.

Y/n: Oh thank you! Bye

Edith: See you later hun.

* You are now exploring Cintra*

* It's a very pretty place, lots of beautiful buildings, many people trading and little children playing together on the streets*

*You bump into someone*

Pursuer 1: OI watch it wh*re!

Y/n: I beg you pardon? What did you call me?

Pursuer 2: He called you a Wh*re, but damn are you good looking.

* He began to reach his hand down to you waist and knowing damn well you have great combat skills you took his hand twisted it backwards and squeezed it*

*The pursuer was groaning in pain*

Y/n: If you lay your filthy hands on me you won't have one to even touch your wife!

Pursuer 2: Alright b!tch we are just looking for the witcher have you seen him?

* Who the hell is the witcher??*

y/n: No, now leave me alone!

* You walk off fast*

Pursuer 1: Oi come back!

*You were too far to even look back*

*For about an hour you just walked around until you saw this beautiful brown horse by himself*

*For about an hour you just walked around until you saw this beautiful brown horse by himself*

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* you love animals especially horses as you used to go horse riding as a child*

Y/n: Hey big fella, what are you doing all alone?

??: Oh I wouldn't touch him if I were you.

* You turn around to see a man with long brown hair and a lute on his shoulder*

* You turn around to see a man with long brown hair and a lute on his shoulder*

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Y/n: Why, does he bite?

??: No me lady but his owner might.

* You give out a chuckle as did he*

Y/n: Well then that's a risk I am not willing to take!

* He holds out his hand*

??: The names Jaskier.

Y/n: Y/n!

* You shake his hand*

Jaskier: Well It's pleasure to meet you.

*he kisses the top of your hand ( such a gentleman)*

Y/n: Nice instrument you got there.

Jaskier: Thank you, I'm a bard.

Y/n: A what?

Jaskier: A bard, I sing about my adventures along other higher status people's adventures and especially the adventures I have been on with a close friend of mine, he kills and hunts monster and he's a mutant!

Y/n: *Super invested* How interesting! can I hear you sing?

Jaskier: Of course you can! come inside the tavern with me.

Y/n: Okay sure.

*You follow him inside not sure what a tavern even is*

Y/n: Oh It's a bar...

Jaskier: What's that?

Y/n: Oh nothing.

* After Jaskier sings his amazing song for you he comes and sits at the table with you and buys you a drink its not very appealing as he can't afford much on the plus side you don't even drink*

Y/n: Wonderful singing bard!

Jaskier: Tell that to Geralt he hates my singing.

??: She's lying to you to make you happy.

* He said in a very deep voice all you could think what this mysterious man's morning voice would sound like...*

* You turn around to see a 6 foot tall handsome man with long white hair and piercing yellow eyes, he grabs a seat and takes your untouched drink and gulps is down in one go... wow*

Jaskier: Don't listen to him!

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Jaskier: Don't listen to him!

* You don't say a word because you are too stunned to even speak you jaw just dropped at the sight of him*

Jaskier: Y/n, this is Geralt of Rivia!

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