[ that's what yennefer would prefer, in all honesty. she wishes that she was lost to him, but since he waltzed into that orgy and had been the only bulky man she saw, she's known she'll never truly be rid of him. like vermin.
vanity, pride, smugness and being absolutely difficult and contradicting are traits yennefer has happily adopted. what she wants to do is spin a web around him until he's confused and walking unsteadily right off a cliff, but yennefer finds that the more she spins her web, the closer she tugs him to her.
he's so fucking frustrating that way. ]
For the moment, I'm not lost. [ it's her choice that she's not lost. everything is always yennefer's choice. ] But the moment Roach deems that I'm fit to be her rider, I will be long gone.
[ yes, she does realise what she's saying: the impossible won't happen, and therefore she won't be gone. ]
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[ that's what yennefer would prefer, in all honesty. she wishes that she was lost to him, but since he waltzed into that orgy and had been the only bulky man she saw, she's known she'll never truly be rid of him. like vermin.
vanity, pride, smugness and being absolutely difficult and contradicting are traits yennefer has happily adopted. what she wants to do is spin a web around him until he's confused and walking unsteadily right off a cliff, but yennefer finds that the more she spins her web, the closer she tugs him to her.
he's so fucking frustrating that way. ]
For the moment, I'm not lost. [ it's her choice that she's not lost. everything is always yennefer's choice. ] But the moment Roach deems that I'm fit to be her rider, I will be long gone.
[ yes, she does realise what she's saying: the impossible won't happen, and therefore she won't be gone. ]