"You..." the Witcher began to say, unsure if he was correct. "You're a Witcher...?" He finished his sentence, his voice low. "..." (Y/n) sighed before she looked back up at him. She noticed that he was standing rather close to her, his tall figure towering over her. "What if I am." she says not breaking eye contact, as if she was searching for something in his eyes. - TW: graphic content, gore, mature content, mentions of rape. Story of a White Haired Witcher and a certain Female Witcher. *Netflix adaption of the Witcher.* *some details may not stay true to the books or games* **I do not own any other the Witcher characters**