Tatiana dropped her sword as she sat down on the soft grass, panting as Lambert sat down beside her, offering her a canteen.
"Thank you" she said breathlessly, taking a long drink before offering it back to the Witcher, "How you have so much stamina, I don't know"
Lambert chuckled as he lowered the canteen, placing it aside, "It's part of us...the trials made us like this"
Tatiana raises an eyebrow, "Trials?"
"What makes a Witcher, a Witcher"
Tatiana's heard of them before. Torturous methods used on boys to mutate them into something not quite man, not quite monster...the ones that lived, anyways.
She looked over at Lambert, twisting her lips,
"You're alright?"
Lambert glances at her with those yellow catlike eyes, shrugging, "It's in the past" is all he says before leaning back on his hands, chuckling, "worst thing nowadays is being called a monster wherever I go-"
"You aren't one"
Lambert looks at Tatiana again, seeming shocked, "...What?"
"...You aren't one" Tatiana says, her voice firm as she decides to double down, "This whole time, you and your brothers have been kind, lovely, and hospitable...and while you yourself may be crass, a bit rude and snappy...you're a good man Lambert"
Lambert listens to Tatiana, his eyes downcast as he thinks over her words, "...Thank you" he says, his voice a simple quiet rumble, "it means...more than you know"
"Yes, well...don't mention it" Tatiana says, her cheeks dusted pink as she and Lambert sit in silence for a while.
She takes the opportunity to look over the man. His hair is long, tied back. Eyes are that bright yellow with catlike slits. Lamberts body is stocky and strong, hard muscle from years of fighting and training...
She looks up, and meets those eyes with her own.
"...Tell me if I got this wrong" Lambert says softly and leans in, pressing his lips to Tatiana's.
Tatiana doesn't move, her eyes instead grow wide with surprise but just as Lambert is about to pull away, she wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him back in.
The two kiss lazily, under the warm afternoon sun. They don't speak after they pull away, Tatiana just leaning her head into the crook of Lamberts neck as his strong arms wrap around her.
She finds, she doesn't want to leave anymore.
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Northern Star.
Fanfiction((Starting to think I have a problem)) Tatiana, Max and Simon are all royals of different cities. When they are told they must marry, they run away to the north where they meet some very strange men.
