His words play endlessly through my head."So you're a witcher?"
Endlessly.
I glance over my shoulder with a terrified look plastered to my face. I say, "Y-you.... I thought I lost you?"
He says, "I figured after I lost you, you would probably come home, in hopes of me still looking for you. You would of been better staying out."
I can hear Mother let out a small laugh and say, "I may have let some of your techniques slip off my tongue while you were gone."
Looking at her, she has a grin on her face, and her eyes sparkle like she won. Which she did, she finally found someone that could find me. She runs a hand through her hair and sighs. Words flow from her mouth, "I guess I still have to make those cookies."
I put my head on the table and groan.
Next to me I hear someone sitting down. Looking from the corner of my eye I see Geralt taking a seat. He says, "Who taught you to hide that well? Do you fight as well as you hide?"
I sit up and stare at the wall and say," I taught myself. And me fight? I don't exactly know how to effectively fight a monster. I can fight, because it's my nature being a witcher. I am weak though, I never went to a school. An older witcher passed by twice, the second time he brought me books and a medallion, told me he looked forward to seeing me again. Haven't seen him since."
The dwarf says, "You didn't train in a school, then... then how are you even a witcher!?"
I quickly say, "It doesn't matter. It's a story that I won't talk about."
Shrugging my cloak off, it lands on the back of the chair. I say, "Why are you three even here?"
My mother sends me a warning glare. Most likely to behave my self and to not be rude.
Geralt says, "We received an invitation from Yiba, fantastic old woman she is. Her invitation was to take someone with me, to train them. Whom I suppose is you?"
I reply, "You don't have to, I am fine without the knowledge of witchers."
Geralt says, "I'm not really going to give you a choice. You and I, and maybe these two, are going back to Kaer Morhen in three days."
Looking at my mom with a pleading look she says, "I can't stop him, I'm just a sorcerers. Have fun and learn a lot darling."
I quickly storm off to my room, slamming my door, shaking the room.
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Ah yes! Hello! I hope you enjoyed this, I think it;'s a bit longer than the other chapters? I actually got into writing this. I wanted to write some before my friend arrived to celebrate my birthday. She will be over for a couple days, because my birthday is tomorrow.
My gift to you all is a chapter! You may get another one later tonight or tomorrow!
Also please, I have a request, if you have any advice on how to write Geralt, dandelion, or any characters in general, please tell me. Because I will try to get to know these
characters bit more. But any help is appreciated. Thank you for reading!(Ah yes! For that one or two people that reads this, later today I'm going to publish a short story book for my writing practice! I will try to update that everyday! If you wish to read it, feel free! Give me ideas, prompts, and ill give you credit for the idea! Sure i'm not exactly popular,at all, but i still appreciate your reads. Thank you so much!)
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