dragonlady7

peace-tied, iorveth/roche

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na ha ha ok i wrote bits of this literally years ago so i am delighted to finally have beaten it into a publish-able shape.

i am literally doing a run-by posting here tho so plz be patient if i’ve fucked something up lolsob.

An Eagle Sable, A Lozenge Gules - bomberqueen17 - Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own] https://archiveofourown.org/works/47916304

As Yennefer formally met Vernon Roche for the first time, she instantly knew beyond any shadow of doubt that Geralt had slept with him. She had seen Roche before, she recognized him from the fight at Kaer Morhen, but her mind had been on other things then. Now, though, she had the opportunity and attention to note him, and especially with the knowledge that Geralt had trusted this man enough to bring him to Kaer Morhen, there was immediately no question in her mind.

He was absolutely Geralt’s type; attractive and capable-looking, with a very square jaw, deep-set dark eyes and a piercing gaze. He was wearing a padded gambeson and an elaborately-wrapped old-fashioned chaperon, but she had an expert’s eye and could easily pick out that he was both younger and more lithe than he looked, and he had the stance of a swordsman and the gait of a huntsman. Geralt would not have been able to resist him even a little bit.

His expression confirmed it as well, with just the faintest hint of dismay flitting across his handsome-but-weatherbeaten features as he realized who he was being introduced to now. Oh, he had recently fucked Geralt, and beyond that, she knew he had to be close with Triss, they’d both served Foltest for overlapping years, which meant that no doubt Triss would have filled his ears full of what a jealous harpy Yennefer was.

Well, well, well. This could be a great deal of fun. (Your picture was not posted)