[ somehow, this does the job of setting yennefer back on her heels. discomfort rolls through her jaw, a ripple of tension as her teeth press tightly together. her mouth works. ]
How fortunate for you. A dead lover is the only sort that cannot someday disappoint you. [ would that geralt or istredd had died instead of betraying her trust. she would have been able to mourn them properly, at least. the cold comfort of mutual betrayal had helped her withstand the disappointment of istredd, but she can't even properly hate geralt. ]
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How fortunate for you. A dead lover is the only sort that cannot someday disappoint you. [ would that geralt or istredd had died instead of betraying her trust. she would have been able to mourn them properly, at least. the cold comfort of mutual betrayal had helped her withstand the disappointment of istredd, but she can't even properly hate geralt. ]