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fiona elen riannon, my writing, fic update

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so uh a PSA, writing a story you want people to read isn’t enough, you also have to publish it somewhere they can read it, so uh.

anyway here’s a new chapter of the keira / lambert / aiden mess, with a bonus: introducing the concept of Get Ciri A Girlfriend. I haven’t written that bit yet but it’s a concept now.

anyway chapter 4 https://archiveofourown.org/works/28876890/chapters/72041640, featuring Ciri, some startling clarity from Emhyr, Keira, Sheala de Tancarville’s microscope, and a little bit of Aiden being cranky and Lambert being domestic.

“What expertise have I in matters of the heart? None,” Emhyr said, and shook his head slightly, looking down again. He was still holding her hand. “The choices I have made have ensured that. Having only had failures in my own life, I cannot advise you, and it is presumptuous of me to so much as wish you well,” and he paused, glancing up briefly into her face. “But I do.”

She considered that for a moment. “Do you regret your choices?”

He shook his head slightly. “Regret is meaningless,” he said, “an indulgence for which I have no time.” He sighed. “But,” he added, “while hope is similarly meaningless, I believe I can permit myself to indulge in it, for your sake.” To her astonishment, he bowed over her hand and kissed it briefly, then released it and stepped back. “That your choices might go differently, and give you a kinder outcome than mine.”

And with that, he turned and walked out of the hallway, and Ciri let him have his dramatic and well-timed exit, this once, without resenting him for it.

Because she was, after all, in a very good mood. (Your picture was not posted)