Into the Unknown | The Witcher [HIATUS]

eight.

"You're pretty irritated."

Jamie picked her head up from her hand, sending an annoyed glance to Jaskier. They had somehow managed to run back into their friendly neighborhood bard. And Geralt thought it would be best if she was left with Jaskier, he said it was for her protection but at this point she felt as if she was protecting him more than he was her.

"I'm tired."

"Ooh, did Geralt keep his Golden Girl up all night?"

With a violent swing, Jamie hit Jaskier upside the head, "Why do you always have to go there? Your mind needs to be fucking cleaned out."

"Oh come on, don't tell me you've never wished for him to suddenly tear those clothes off-"

Jamie hit him again, ready to pull her blade out and cut him but knew better. Geralt had finally gotten her that sword, he had definitely flipped her around a few times during practice. Hurt like a bitch at first but she eventually got used to it. But Jamie knew that Geralt was holding back and refraining from actually touching her as if it were a fight. He was always on defense rather than offense during their practices.

"I get it. I get it." Jaskier raised his hands in the air in defense, scared that she would hit him harder next time, "Don't mention your undying love for-"

Jamie didn't hesitate to clock him in the face, groaning a little while waving her hands around, "Your jokes aren't funny."

"And neither is your right hook." Jaskier held his head back while he felt blood dripping from his nose, "Fine, I'll stop. As long as you stop hitting me."

"You deserved it."

"No one deserves a broken nose."

"Oh, stop being a baby it's not broken." Jamie reached out and grabbed his nose, making him cry out in pain like a child, "Not broken, you're just being a bitch about it."

"How would you know it's not broken?"

"Because it's just not broken. You're really whining over a bit of blood-"

"Oh, so now that you've spent a good fifteen months with a Witcher you're all badass?"

"Fuck no." Jamie shook her head while accepting the cup of beer, "I am far from badass, I haven't fought anyone but Geralt who is holding himself way back."

"That's because you're a fragile woman, who shouldn't be putting herself in those positions." Jaskier says slowly, trying to sound kind but it was more teasing than anything, "I mean, look at you. You're meant to be wed by now or something. Taking care of the children while-" He flinched away when she raised her hand again, "I said no hitting!"

"Then shut up!" Jamie snapped over at him, she pushed her hair from her face, "I'm going up to the damn room, you think you can stop being a twat and get me when you hear anything about Geralt?"