geralt joined ciri near the large fire with a tankard in both hands . he had not asked if she wanted it , but he was too old not to know that more was better than less . they had much to catch up on , and , as good fortune would have it , plenty of time to talk . a harrowing blizzard had made the trail too treacherous , and the snow had made the gates too difficult to open . the witchers had decided quickly that there would be no leaving the castle walls these next few nights .
he offered her the drink . ❛ wine straight from the cellars of toussaint . i asked them to put in a good word for me last i was there . ❜ his gaze twinkled with the light of the fire . its warmth only reached so far in kaer morhen’s large chamber , and he was glad to be rid of the chill for the while . ❛ feels good to sit down . ❜
* ━゜ starter call / @zireeael .
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