The dark sorceress

Chapter-2

The girl grew along the old couple and their oldest son,he taught her how to fight and how to fight with a sword.He was a soldier so he knew how to fight.Once she was old enough to go adventuring he gave her a white horse with big black spots,she called it Snow.

She was now working at a tavern close to their farm.She worked as a waiter but also cleaned the tavern after it closed,the owner wasn't rude with her yet he liked how she would fight off drunk men in his tavern,he never enjoyed seeing drunk men catcall his workers anyways.

There she met a brown haired bard,their relationship was quite hard to describe but they were good friends,he would always sing in the tavern and start screaming when he saw Cassandra break another wine bottle into a drunken's face. It'll go something like "Have you lost your head?! It's the second bottle you break into someone's jaw!"the boy named Jaskier yelled at the black haired woman "Shut up before I'll make it third." .

She would constantly get into fights since she had problems with her anger and her beauty did not help, drunken men would always catcall on her and she hated it. Jaskier would always have to calm her down not wanting her to hurt herself,he cared even more after she told him about her curse.

One day while she was cleaning an used table she heard the door of the tavern open,she didn't bother looking but since the tavern fell silent she did.It was a tall white haired man with yellow-cat eyes she recognised the man,Geralt of Rivia.She knew about witchers but when she saw his medallion around his neck her head suddenly ache,a red-ish vision of a man with black hair tied in a bun,blue eyes and a scar across his face looking at her,he was wearing the same medallion as the Witcher who just walked in,she blinked and it was gone.While she was focused on hearing Jaskier's and Geralt's conversation she did not notice the man who had his arm wrapped around her clothed thigh,her expression turned to anger and she grabbed the man's arm twisting it back with full force making him scream,the tavern's attention turned to her as she banged his head into the wood table leaving him a bloody nose. "Aye lad' what's your problem huh?"his friend stood up about to hit the woman when she tried hitting him using her knee to hit his stomach,he leaned in and smirked but she smirked harder cause she now kicked his head with her foot and punched him square in the face.A taller man from another table took out a knife but before the fight could continue Jaskier jumped in between them "Okay I think this is enough! Don't you think?" He asked in a furious tone. "Move out the way Jaskier." Cassandra said in a serious tone but he did not move. "Cass.Don't do this you know what could happen!" She looked at him then felt a burning sensation on her index finger,she immediately pulled on her glove and took a deep breath. "Come on I'll take care of the rest go take some breaths outside." She left the tavern and went to her horse, noticing a brown horse next to hers,she ignored it and stood on the ground next to her horse "Another fight Snow.These drunken fuckers would just not listen."she casually talked to her horse.

Back in the tavern.. "So.. who's the girl?" Geralt asked swirling the drink in his glass "oh she's a friend of mine, she can be aggressive sometimes." Jaskier said but Geralt already stood up "She seems familiar.." he grabbed his swords and left the tavern only to find the girl next to her horse with a small flower in her hands. "Well hello Witcher.."she said looking up. "What's your name?" "Why would you wanna know?" "I may be able to help you.Tell me your name."Geralt said as he looked down at the girl who was now sitting on the fence that the horses were tied to. "It's Cassandra.Cassandra Haynes."she said looking into his golden eyes refusing to look anywhere else. "Are you familiar with Varella Haynes?"he asked in a low steady tone. "..she was my mother,the witch who cursed me and threw me out in the streets." he looked down and back at her "What's your curse?" "Getting kinda personal don't you think?Just kidding I'll tell you..She cursed me to everytime when I'm really angry my arms burn black and my pupils turn white. I remember her saying the only one who can lift my curse is my father but he is probably dead by now.." "I can help you find your father." Her eyes turned into his direction and she smirked "You will?Oh the great Geralt of Rivia help me find my pa?" She asked playfully wanting to lighten up the mood,it worked since the man smiled from the corner of his mouth.
Jaskier heard the whole conversation since he was at the door and he was offended that she talked like that to Geralt,he was quite jealous.