psst let them kees

[dragonlady7]

answered, fit for pearls, story complete, omg

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!!!!!

I have just posted the FINAL chapter of Fit For Pearls.

And they do!!!

They do kees. There are smooches. And more.

Chapter 26, on AO3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/31289303/chapters/101543574

Gold medals to everyone who has made it through all this, especially all of y'all who’ve said nice things and so on.

It’s a long juicy chapter; I let Morvran have the first half to draw out the suspense and his parents were so much fun that I let that go long, so then I had no choice but to make the second half of the chapter go long too.

It won’t let me format this as a quote because it’s forcing me into the new post editor which apparently no longer allows that, so here’s the chapter excerpt, unformatted.

Luliana pushed open the balcony door and Cirilla looked up at her and a smile transformed her face. “You waited up,” she said.

“You asked,” Luliana said, coming into the room. She set her glass of water down on the desk, and smiled, feeling like a lamp reflector, turning the light of the flame back onto itself; Cirilla burned so brightly in the dim room, and Luliana could not help but reflect her light. “How was it?”

Cirilla laughed. “You know, it was actually a good time,” she said. “I did not expect to find Morvran’s parents so entertaining. I think they were trying to get Geralt to come back to their place for an assignation, and he wasn’t quite sure what to do about it. Morvran seemed so completely unbothered by the entire notion, but Emhyr– Emhyr was jealous, I think!”

“That’s all quite funny and rather unexpected,” Luliana said.

“Isn’t it?” Cirilla laughed, and did a little pirouette across the room before falling into a chair. “Oh, I have to get these shoes off.”

“Your stays are too tight for you to reach,” Luliana said, setting the pen she’d picked up down again; she could wait to write down that bit of– it wasn’t even really analysis, it was just an observation. It wasn’t like it wasn’t memorable enough without being recorded. She came and knelt at Cirilla’s feet, and Cirilla gazed down at her under her lashes and breathed through her mouth as if she’d forgotten something she was going to say. (Your picture was not posted)