Into the Unknown | The Witcher [HIATUS]

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Jamie ended up sitting next to Jaskier, leaning her head down onto the table for comfort. She didn't understand why Geralt seemed irritated with her.

"Are you pouting?"

Her head shot up and shot a glare to Jaskier, "Why would I be pouting?"

"Because you got in an argument with Geralt."

"I'm not pouting." Jamie says slowly while lifting her back up straight, Geralt's coat sliding a little bit down her shoulders. She adjusted it after she realized it did, "I'm just... confused."

"Confusion warrants you having your head lowered like you're in a heavy state of depression?" Jackie's asms quite bluntly, "I've been doing it wrong all along."

"Fucking fine-" Was her small grumble she twisted to face him in her seat, "Yes, I'm pouting because I think Geralt is mad at me."

Jaskier only shook his head with a laugh, "You must be so young and blind. He is most definitely not mad at you particularly. Should be more mad at me than you to be completely honest."

All Jamie did was squint her eyes over at him, "What does that even mean?"

"You are quite the beauty, Jamie. Despite your denying words." Jasker then spread his arms out in front of him to gesture towards her clothes, "And that dress truly enhances it."

"Your point-"

"My point is that people are noticing you more and obviously Geralt is jealous that other men want you."

"Or he's afraid of me getting taken advantage of-"

"Let's stop with his feelings-" Jaskier waved his hands in front of him dramatically, "Whenever I bring it up, you talk about his feelings, which you can't ever be certain unless he says something to you-" His finger jiggled in her face, "But the real question here is, how do you feel about Geralt?"

"I care about him, he's my closest friend since... since we've met."

"Not as a friend, Jamie, I mean romantically." Jaskier pushed her cheek so she was now looking at Geralt, who was staring right at the two of them already, "Would you ride the mighty White Wolf?"

Jamie reeled away from him and then smacked his hand, "You mean sex?"

"Sex would be apart of the relationship, it's just a plus-" Jaskier flinched back in fear she was about to hit him again, but when she didn't he calmed down a bit, "But in all seriousness, what are your romantic feelings for him?"

"What are my..." Her voice trailed off while she moved her gaze back over to Geralt, but he was in conversation with Queen Calanthe, "I..."

"Come on, it shouldn't be that hard." Jaskier sighs getting her eyes to come back to him, "Come on, if he was with another woman right now. If he was-if he was taking the Queen right on that table-"