#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ⟫ Cirilla

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Ciri gives the sage a look, arms crossed, shaking her head. She couldn't picture as to how she had been acting like a child. Then again, maybe it had to do with the fact that elves saw humans a certain way...or perhaps, it was the fact humans had shorter lifespans compared to beings who could brag about being almost immortal.

"How have I been behaving like one? I thought asking questions was a normal part of the learning experience." She still didn't trust him too well, but Ciri had to take a risk and give him the benefit of the doubt. "If you're thinking I'm going to be one of those students who keeps their mouth shut and doesn't ask questions, you're sorely mistaken." She lets out a chuckle.

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Well...it seemed as though she could trust him. He hadn't hurt her or taken her anywhere else in her sleep when she had completely put her guard down, giving him an ample opportunity to do so. Relief washed over her, but also guilt too at remembering how she had wanted to attack him and get vengeance for his role in Cintra. That wasn't who she was though. And it seemed Cahir wasn't the nightmare she thought he was either.

❝ If you need sleep, I won't deny you it, nor do I mind keeping watch. It's the least I could do to return the favor. ❞ It was amazing to realize how they were communicating with each other now. Almost as if they were becoming friends. ❝ I think it's okay if we stay for just a little longer, but after that, we must get moving. ❞

The witcheress grabbed her sword, putting it in it's sheath behind her back, ready to grab it in case the need be. But for now...she would be switching roles with him. Sure, there was the potential she could sneak away from him when he was sleeping just as she had done so long ago, but did she want to at this point? If anything, the knight was starting to grow on her.

Cahir had been watching over her like his life depended on it. Every time he heard something, even if it was just a mouse rushing through the greenery nearby, he almost started up. He knew Ciri needed all the rest she could get and he wanted to make sure she could without disturbance. When she turned around to face him in her sleep, he couldn't help but smile a little looking at her. She looked so peaceful in her sleep. It pleased him that she didn't seem to suffer from any nightmares. A good rest was what she needed after all. She even smiled a little as she slept. He couldn't deny she was beautiful like this. The scar was probably a blemish in most peoples eyes. Cahir didn't think that. She was still one of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen. These thoughts made him blush slightly and he averted his gaze for a moment. Was it wrong to think that? He wasn't sure.

The sun would rise soon and she slowly started to wake up. The knight offered her a little smile as she did. "Morning." he said as he got up to stretch his legs a little. He had been sitting through most of the night. "A nap surely does sound tempting." he admitted. Cahir was no stranger to long, sleepless nights. Yet he couldn't deny he was tired. "If you don't mind, I wouldn't object to an hour or two of sleep." "But if you want to keep moving, we can go as soon as you see fit. I could hold on a while longer." he said. Despite him being tired, he knew this wasn't a camping trip. If they needed to keep going, so be it. Her safety had priority.

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It would appear that she had gotten herself caught up in something. However, Ciri wasn't fazed by the drunkards deciding to cause a commotion. In fact, the witcheress was about to go find out what was happening and put a stop to it if she had to before the woman suggested her to follow.

Ciri went to the back of the inn, sneaking out the door with her. "I don't mind taking them on if it must. This here will do the talking if it really comes down to it." She said, pointing at the sword on her back. "My name is Ciri. What's yours?"

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She was relieved to hear that the sage was alright and would be waking up in a matter of no time. Eredin had put him under a curse and there was no hiding the fact she was afraid he would find them for good. But thanks to her family, Avallac'h had been saved. And thank to the sage, Ciri was back safe with her family.

So when Ciri had entered the room, wanting to check on him, only to find him awake, she couldn't help but take him into an embrace. "I don't know what you would call it in your language, but in mine, it's called a hug. You had me worried. I'm glad you're alright. For a moment there, I thought Eredin surely would have gotten us."

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Ciri found a traveler that was about to get attacked by a couple of local hooligans. She intimidated them by pulling out her sword, the witcher medallion hanging from her neck giving more of a clear sign that she wouldn't be afraid to fight them if they were looking for one. Just the sight of realizing they were dealing with a witcher was enough to scare them off.

❝ You all right? I don't think those guys will try bothering you anymore, at least not while I'm around. I'm Ciri. What's your name? ❞

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Ciri had made a mental note to try and meet up with Avallac'h the next day during meal time so she could catch up with him, but also live up to her promise. She did exactly that, taking a seat at the Gryffindor table, but directing her attention to the table behind her. ❝ Good morning, Avallac'h. I see my prediction was right---you ended up in Ravenclaw. How is it treating you so far? ❞

Perhaps they would have the luck of having some classes together. It would be nice to have that happen. Without another thought, Ciri sat her bag on the table and out climbed Kelpie from her bag, the black cat taking a seat next to her.

"The pleasure was mine, Ciri." He had not anticipated that. Not at all, but it was a comforting thought and as he gathered his things he thought that perhaps it wasn't going to be so bad here. "Come along, Fenrir." Boarding that little boat made him feel as though he were crossing the Rubicon. The point of no return. Alea iacta est. As fate would have it, he found himself sorted into Ravenclaw and although he knew it would thrill his mother and father, he couldn't help feeling just a bit disappointed not to be put into the same house as Ciri. Despite his initial disappointment his house was very welcoming, and it made getting settled in much easier. They were even kind enough not to ask why he fed his breakfast sausages to his pocket. The very upside was that Ravenclaw and Gryffindor sat opposite of one another in the dining hall meaning that if he timed it just right -and he made absolute certain of that- he could sit just across from Ciri so they could talk during mealtime. He didn't know if it was common practice for one's best friend to be outside one's house, but he'd made up his mind. He'd grown quite fond of her quite quickly, but perhaps growing up a bit lonely had that sort of effect on one.

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@fallesto said: "this place is pretty spectacular, isn’t it?"--- (for whichever of your characters you're feeling!)

Ciri glanced around the area they happened to find themselves in, admiring the beauty. Despite the trouble's that may find her along the way, the former princess enjoyed getting to see the rest of the continent and all it had to offer. "It is quite beautiful. It's sad that it's been abandoned...but why did you bring me here?"

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✨ 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 // @maddmuses (for Keyleth)

Ciri was about to charge in towards the monster with her sword, ready to help the elven woman out, only to see that she didn't need any help at all. Putting her sword back into it's sheath, the witcheress exclaimed. ❝ Okay, obviously you could handle that yourself. That was a nice bit of magic to see. ❞

It was probably best she introduce herself. ❝ My name's Ciri. What's yours? ❞

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❝ And here I thought you would go back to the old days of calling me your 'ugly little duckling.' ❞The witcheress had managed to forget what had upset her earlier, feeling comforted by the presence of her adoptive mother. It was funny to think she had once been jealous of the sorceress. Then again, she had been younger, practically a child, and wanted Geralt's attention all for herself.

But then Yennefer began to grow on her and from that point, she always thought of her as a mother. Having learn so much from her just as she did from Kaer Morhen. They were family and nothing would change that or tear it apart.

Ciri gives her an even bigger smile in reply, taking her comment to heart. ❝ Thank you, mother. ❞

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This seemed to make Ciri relax a little. However, there were still curious questions on her mind. Remembering exactly which goddess she was currently in the presence of, the witcheress figured she might as well get to the point of it before they made their way to Heimdall.

❝ You're supposed to be the goddess of Death and the Underworld, right? Have you...have you perhaps seen my mother and my grandmother by chance? Or the rest of my biological family too? ❞ She knew it was a huge thing to ask and that there was rules about talking with the dead, but at the very least, Ciri was curious. ❝ I don't need to see or speak with them. I just..I just want to know that they are okay. That's all. ❞ The attack on Cintra was still a wound deep within her. It would probably be for the rest of her life. She knew she had to keep moving forward, as per Geralt's words, but if she had the opportunity to know of how they were faring in the afterlife, she would take it.

❝ Of course. Not that I've met any other gods or goddesses, besides yourself. ❞ It was still a lot to take in, but Ciri was dealing with it.

"Set your worries down, little one." Hel replied with the same softness much of their conversation had carried. "I am not offended. Simply aware that my being is not made for the comfort of those that yet breathe. You needn't suffer uselessly either." The redheaded woman lowered her head but her voice came just as loud as before, "I have never given much importance to eye contact. I do not mind the loss of it."

If nothing else, it spared her neck, not forcing it up to look at all who stood above her in height.

"I should hope or think most of us are kind." She laughed, amused and perturbed. Hel would never know the worlds from Ciri's perspective. The same hands that stole her innocence and youth were the very ones she held dear in her ancient wisdom; Understanding that people - and surely gods are that - are not always right and make mistakes and fuck up. And in the way that they are more than people? Hel had grown in patience and understanding enough that her own grievances should not intercede the duties of her Pantheon.

She hoped they were kind to the small ones, like Ciri. They did not ask to be carved from the husks of oceanic trees. They did not ask to be set at the foot of giants - in the less Jötunn sense of that word -. Hel knew it would eat her alive if she worried too much. She ruled the dead. Not the gods. That was not her mantle. But it did occur to her then that she ought to ask. Perhaps not the other gods themselves, but at least the dead could say.

They could tell her if she was alone in the cruelty of gods meant to protect and guide her.

She hoped she was alone in that.

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The witcheress couldn't help but shake her head at him, an amused smile on her face. It was amazing to think that she used to think of him a different way before--- as something more of a nightmare --- but now to only learn he was a silly knight, he had started growing on her.

❝ You do know that when someone calls you an idiot, you can disagree? Even argue. Even if it is me. ❞ Although it wouldn't change the fact that she did think of him as her idiot still. Ciri leans in towards him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. ❝ After all, you're not so bad. ❞

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✨ 𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 // @torntruth ↳ "Ciri." It's said so casually, as if the queen of skellige isn't sitting on her horse with a handful of skellige warriors behind cerys. It's said exactly like a woman relieved to see her old friend. "Are you busy?"

A smile lights up on the witcheress face, seeing the now Queen of the Skellige Isles gracing her with a group of warriors behind her. ❝ No. I was just on the hunt for some Witcher contracts, but I don't mind taking some time to spend it with you. Did you need me for something? ❞

It was always a joy to see the members of Clan an Craite, but it was painful to remember now that Cerys father was no longer around anymore, having bravely fought against Eredin by himself, a true Skelliger at heart.

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✨ 𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 // @musamulta — spotify wrapped starter call. ↳ “Dandelion” by Gabbie Hanna (for Gwen)

❝ When I was a little girl, my grandmother said to me; 'What's your favorite flower, darling? I'll get you the seed.' I said; 'Dandelion, Dandelion,' that one's so pretty. She said; 'Child, that one's not a flower, that one's just a weed.' ❞

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@wiedzm1n said: "did you have a nightmare ?" for ciri! // WHAT DO YOU MEAN ? prompts

She should have known that Geralt would notice she had woken up, unable to go back to sleep after her recent dream. The witcheress was sitting by the fire, trying to focus on the flames to help clear her mind when she heard him ask the question. Ciri glanced back, before sighing. "Yeah, it's nothing new though. Just worried about you, and Yennefer and everyone else."

She wasn't going to tell him it had been about watching Vesemir die right before her eyes, risking his life for her. No one needed that reminder right now. Ciri was already putting all the weight of it on herself alone. "Maybe once we find a way to stop Eredin for good I can finally get some sleep?"

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@burnnouts said: “No one would hurt you again, or I’d kill them.” (From Yennefer to Ciri)

Ciri feels her heart warm at Yennefer's words. She is grateful to her mother and all she has done for her. There is no doubt that anyone who came across the sorceress and got on her bad side would pay dearly, and yet---Ciri can't help but worry about her and Geralt in return. She couldn't bear losing another person to death, and at one point, Ciri thought she almost had with parents.

This causes Ciri to take her into a hug. "I could say the same to you too. I don't--I don't want to lose you. You're my mother...my family."

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✨ 𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 // @rekakrola ↳ ❝ You don’t strike me as someone who fears death. ❞ - for ciri !

❝ I wouldn't say I don't fear death, because I do fear it just like anyone else. ❞ It's more of the matter that she's had first hand experience with it. First, losing her parents at sea. And then her grandparents along with her home and then her titles. She's even had herself compared to death, along with some close calls towards it, and yet... despite it all... ❝ I refuse to let it take me just yet. I have plenty more to see and do and people to meet. I'm not afraid to fight it, if that's what you mean. ❞