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  1. Public Bookmark 31

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    One thing to know about Jaskier was that he was not as small as he might seem at first glance. His bright smiles, flirtatious personality and exuberant energy made him seem deceptively boyish and the clothing he wore only added to the image, making him look a lot smaller than he truly was. It wasn’t as though Geralt hadn’t noticed before. He knew Jaskier wasn’t that much shorter than him. He’d stood next to him and shared a bed often enough that he was familiar with the shape of his stature, but it had never really occurred to Geralt that Jaskier nearly matched him in height and shoulder width because it just didn’t match with the picture of Jaskier in his head, or the one in front of him. Probably due to the fact that most of their time together was either spent sitting down or with Geralt across the room while Jaskier danced on tabletops or Geralt atop Roach while Jaskier walked below. It was easy to forget that Jaskier wasn’t actually as small and delicate as his manner and clothing made him appear.

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    They get ambushed and Geralt finds out Jaskier can actually pick him up and carry him.

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    12 Jul 2020

  2. Public Bookmark 64

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    “If you weren’t training to become a witcher, what would you do?”

    Geralt looks puzzled by the question. “I’ve never thought about it.”

    Jaskier passes him the vodka. “Come on. You have to have some secret dream. Horse trainer? Pirate? King of Kaedwen?”

    “Not worth thinking about, since it won’t happen.” Geralt shakes his head. “What about you? What would you do if you weren’t a viscount? Be a bard?”

    “Of course. And you, my very best friend in the world, would be my muse.”

    Geralt scoffs. “I’d be a shit muse.”

    Geralt and Jaskier are seven years old when they meet, Geralt a terrified child surprise on his way to Kaer Morhen and Jaskier the lonely bastard son of the Earl de Lettenhove. Over the next fifteen years, they become friends, fall in love, break each other’s hearts, and find their way back to each other.

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    12 Jul 2020

  3. Public Bookmark 32

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    When there aren't any monsters to kill, sometimes Geralt has to sell services other than his swords.

    Jaskier's father expects him to behave as befits the Pankratz heir.

    Both Geralt and Jaskier want the same thing: to get the hell out of Kerack.

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    12 Jul 2020

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    Jaskier’s just debating how much trouble he’s actually in when Geralt, marvelously, talks them out of it. After that, well . . . Jaskier still wants to eat him very badly, but he supposes it’d be a bit ungrateful of him.

    Geralt isn’t very impressed with the song he writes for him, unfortunately—which, rude—but doesn’t try to run off and leave him either, so . . .

    Well, Jaskier’s a bit smitten. A delicious-smelling witcher who can talk his way out of being murdered is very impressive.

    And he always has wanted a pet.

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    30 Jun 2020

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    Yen crept to the door in time for her youngest brother’s first cry. And cry he did, loud and unceasing, demanding to be heard. Her mother was sweaty and bloody and pained, and for a moment Yen felt a kinship with her. She was always in pain. Her mother held her youngest brother, and above all looked relieved. Yen didn’t understand it then, and she wouldn’t for another sixty years.

    She leaned closer to the door. “Julian,” her mother said, to the little body in her arms. “Your name is Julian.”

    Julian. Another person to hate her.

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    All Yen ever wanted was to be a good big sister.

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    27 Jun 2020