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new work: Decorative Elf
iorveth, iorveth in a silk robe, v important
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Since Chita is sitting on me and i can’t possibly be expected to do anything Productive under these circumstances (yes i’m back in Buffalo briefly to do a zillion things before I leave again on Friday) I sat and finished this almost-deleted-scene and instead have posted it as a standalone. Featuring Yennefer, and Iorveth in a silk robe, and some wine, and some hair braiding.
Decorative Elf, on AO3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/46741264
Now he took his goblet and sank gracefully back onto the cushions next to Saskia, extending his long legs gracefully out in front of him, heedless of how the robe slid open along much of one thigh. Saskia tilted her head to admire him. “You’re so decorative,” she said fondly.
“I’ll have to change the placard at my office,” Iorveth said.
“What does it say now?” Yennefer asked.
Vanetta laughed. “I made him the Terror of Legend placard,” she said.
“Did you,” Yennefer said, remembering that tour of the offices. “Brilliant. But you’re right. It should say– what should it say?”
“Decorative Elf,” Saskia said.
“Oh, let’s make it so,” Yennefer said, and rummaged in her satchel. (Your picture was not posted)