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[notsofriendlyfriendlyreminder]

ciri/roche except everyone, fic

Geralt had assured her that Emhyr would not force her to follow his will, that he only wished to talk, but she’d heard all of that before. She could guess what his designs were for her. He had no heir but her, after all. If she was foolish enough to stay in Nilfgaard, she could expect to be married off within the year.

“Do you aim to court me, Vernon?” she asked, and he blinked at her in further surprise. His eyes were icy-brown, the dark kohl at his lids paling them further. “You’re asking an awful lot of irrelevant, personal questions. Isn’t the Emperor waiting?”

“Forgive me, my lady,” said Roche, ducking his head. “I’ve heard a great deal about you and only wished to know more. Your father speaks of you very highly.”

“My father died at sea when I was young,” Ciri said. “I hardly remember him. If he were to have fond memories of his daughter, he’d be remembering a little girl. Do I look like a little girl, Vernon?"

“No, my lady.”

“I’ve done some horrible, debauched things that would curl your Emperor's hair. I wonder if he’d speak so highly of me if he knew them? And you, Vernon, what if I answered you truthfully? Would you regret seeking to know me? I’d think so. No, I know so.”

Roche averted his gaze, his haughty excitement having wholly deflated. Ciri felt almost bad about it. He’d not been unpleasant to her.

why the hell was i sent a roche x ciri fanfiction help??