Eɴᴠʏ "In your hands, there's a touch that can heal. But in those same hands, is the power to kill."
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Reika watched as the knight chopped up a meaty limb of the creature, and lit it over the fire that everyone was currently huddled around. She had already told him various times before that he would end up getting sick, but he blew her off, and acted as if she didn't know anything. So she just continued to watch the arrogant knight continue to cook the creatures body over the fire, while occasionally peering over at what Jaskier was writing down for his new lyrics.
"Um... I'm not sure I'd eat that, good sir." Borch warns the young knight, only to be ignored & scoffed at. This caused everyone to look up and watch the knight take a large bite of the meat.
"Knights never waste a kill." The young man says while being slightly taken back from the taste of the creature, but continues on explaining about 'that's why he'd make a great lord to Niedami's vassal estate.' Reika couldn't help but roll her eyes at his arrogant comment, and watch him take another bite from the meat in front of him.
"A great night must lead by example for—" He says with a mouthful, only making Véa intervene. "Kingdom and glory. We know." She says with a tone of annoyance, causing many to laugh, including Reika.
"My subjects will be the luckiest serfs in all the lands. Especially with the beautiful Yennefer as my mage."
"I cannot wait to serve you, my lord." She tells the knight with lustful eyes, making Geralt look away from the two, obviously uncomfortable.
"How would you like to serve me tonight... witch." The leader of the Reavers says while bending down to take a piece of meat from over the fire.
"Maybe we can even bring along the wolf girl? Have some extra fun." He mutters while looking at Reika who was sitting in the middle of Geralt and Jaskier.
"Careful, Boholt." Geralt tells the man, before any of the woman could speak up. This only made Boholt grunt at the Witcher & chuckle in response.
"So the Witcher wants to play knight too, hmm?"
"No. They both are plenty of murdering you themselves." Geralt tells the leader, only making him chuckle underneath his breath.
"What's so amusin', you overgrown cock hair?"
"I'm just wondering who I will kill first. The monster, or the monster hunter." Boholt says before throwing the piece of meat in his hands towards the bold dwarf.
"Oh, dear." The knight mumbles before quickly standing up from his spot on the log awkwardly.
"Um... I'm afraid I must take my leave. Lady Yennefer, may I escort you to your tent?" He asks while slightly stuttering to completely a sentence, causing everyone to look at him slightly odd.
