fic update: Ideal Man

[dragonlady7]

fic update, meet death sitting

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So I have dithered extensively, provisionally decided the extra material is going in chapters pasted onto the end of The Ideal Man, and have gone ahead and posted chapter 3, which was originally written to be the end of this story.

I may change my mind and make it the end and make the new material a new story but I’m just out of cope for thinking about it at the moment, so for the nonce, we’re changing it to 3/? and going with that.

Chapter 3: Replica of a Replica https://archiveofourown.org/works/26847148/chapters/65637202

in which the dick on the mantelpiece in the first act is used in a duel in the third, or whatever Chekov was on about, IDK how pacing works

“Geralt’s. Hmm. Gullible?”

Lambert’s expression went a little more neutral, but set, harder to read. “Somebody convinced Geralt when he was pretty young that his only value in this world is what he can do for other people,” he said.

“See,” Keira said, “things like that. I just don’t feel like he would make an analysis like that.”

“I don’t know about that,” Lambert said. “He seems to have analyzed you fairly well.”

“When?” Keira said, startled.

Lambert gave one of those crooked sarcastic grins. “At Kaer Morhen,” he said. “When he showed up, and you were there? We talked about you, a little. He said he didn’t think anyone had been kind to you in a good long while, among other things.”

Keira blinked, blank. “I,” she said, profoundly disconcerted.

“It’s not that Geralt’s so gullible he won’t see through attempts at manipulation,” Lambert said. “It’s more that he’s likely to figure it out, figure out what the manipulator really wants, and do it anyway. I’m not as nice and I’d not forgive so readily.” He grinned, and she could tell there really was an edge to it, beyond the cosmetic appearance of such the tooth lent. “But I know you well enough now to know he was right.”