The Widow and The Witcher (Complete)

Prologue (Edited)

Authors note: This is my first time writing, happy for feedback and any advice. Special thank you to SillyRabbit81 for the beautiful new cover

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The room was filled with soft light. Tapestries, furniture, and food featuring every colour of the rainbow brought feelings of joy and happiness to Julia's eyes. This was how Julia saw life and she wanted her guests to experience how beautiful life could be. Her heart swelled with pride over how well her servants had decorated and laid out the tables to compliment the room. Knives and forks made of the finest silver, and crystal goblets reflecting the light, cast rainbows across the walls. Each platter was full of fruits bursting with flavour and vivid colour.

Letting out a sigh of excitement Julia jumped a little as Wilfred her husband of 15 years snuck his arms around her waist. Placing a kiss into her neck, he hummed with the same excitement. This is what they lived for, to celebrate life to its full. Tonight, this room would be full of delegates from different merchant houses from around Wolnosci and neighbouring cities. Wilfred had worked hard to provide this for Julia, many hours planning, negotiating, travelling and all culminating in tonight's event. After this evening Julia and Wilfred were looking forward to slowing down, to enjoying more time together. Wilfred had spent many months travelling and Julia had been so busy both with her duties running the estate but also in her clinic as the local healer. As Wilfred had prospered so had Julia's practice helping people both physically and emotionally to the point that people from neighbouring kingdoms had started to seek her out.

He lifted his head and kissed the back of her hair "mmm you have done a marvellous job my sweetheart" murmuring softly into her ear. Julia shivered at the contact but wanting to give credit where credit was due softly spoke, "I am so proud of my servants they have taken my creative idea and made it come alive. We must do something special to thank them" Julia turned around and looked up into her husband's handsome face. His 6 foot high, broad frame towering over her 5 foot 3-inch curvy shape made for a fun pairing.

He bent his head and kissed her softly on the lips, "my dear it's endearing how much you love your servants, but we must also maintain order. We will thank them, but I'll think of their reward. You would give them all a week off, then what would we do!" laughing he pulled her into a big bear hug. "now you need to go get pretty for tonight and I need to go back to the office." Julia pulled away just enough to show her displeasure, frowning she groaned, "you were supposed to have today off" her lips protruded into a small pout.

Wilfred laughed his eyes sparkling with amusement. Pulling her back into his chest and kissing her on the top of her head. "I won't be long love. Besides if I stay here any longer, I'll sweep you off to our room and then we both won't be ready for tonight" Julia could still hear his laughter as he walked away towards the stables. Taking one final look around the room she sighed again, what is one more day, this was the only thing in their marriage that was a sore spot for Julia.

Julia had met Wilfred when her family had moved from Sodden to Wolnosci. She was 12 years old and still shaken after their town had been under invasion by the Nilfgaardians. Her father had a premonition that something was about to happen and had gotten the family safely out before the worst of the carnage started, however, the trauma had stayed with Julia for many years, even after everything had settled down. Julia had inherited her father's ability to sense people's needs and sometimes predict future events. It was her mother that had shared the art of healing with her, both body and mind that had helped her grow through the trauma.