[Chapter Size: 2100 Words.]
Third Person POV
Northern kingdoms.
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1 year and a few months after the last events.
"Finally, we've arrived..." Geralt looked at the large city in front of him.
"What do you want here, witcher?" one of the guards with a spear in front of the gates heard Geralt murmuring and spoke.
"I'm here to talk to a mage in the city..." Geralt replied. After going to the capital of Temeria over a year ago, where there was an acquaintance of Yennefer, Triss Merigold, he didn't know her very well at that time, but Yennefer had talked about her a bit while they were together.
"We'll let you in... But don't cause any trouble, mage, otherwise, we'll use force to expel you or even imprison you." The guard complained as Geralt nodded, used to the hostility.
"Haha. We've finally arrived, huh!" Dandelion spoke cheerfully, patting his horse and walking towards the gate.
"Yes." Geralt spoke dryly.
"Are you going to meet her at the castle?" he asked as they passed through the gate and entered the city streets, continuing to walk through the streets.
"No, Yennefer is not the mage of this kingdom. Triss informed me that she was established in the city for a while and she would let Yennefer know that I was coming." Geralt commented as Dandelion nodded at that.
"I see... I hope to find an inn to earn some money!" he said with a smile.
"Just don't get into trouble like the last 10 inns we stayed at..." Geralt complained while recalling the last few months.
"Don't say that... I just didn't know they had husbands! They never told me that fact." Dandelion said as if offended.
"Next time, ask then." Geralt mocked, and they continued walking through the city until they found an inn and entered, while people looked at them with suspicious eyes, especially at the witcher.
"What's this?" Dandelion looked at a board where there was a poster with the drawing of a young girl. "Hunt for the Daughters of the Black Sun? What kind of bizarre name is that?" he complained.
"This is a fight against evil that happened a few months ago." Suddenly the innkeeper, who was cleaning the tables at the end of the inn, passed by them as he returned to the counter and couldn't help but comment on Dandelion's question.
"Hunt against evil?" Dandelion looked with strange eyes while Geralt remained silent, but his eyes were also curious about it.
"The eclipse that happened more than 18 years ago, there was a curse where girls born at that time are cursed and evil, they had to be eliminated." He said.
"That's horrible!" Dandelion exclaimed.
"Well, a lot of people agreed with that." The man shrugged.
"But why is this poster still here?" Dandelion couldn't help but ask.
"Because there is still one woman from that time missing, they are hunting her, especially our mage." He said and returned to the counter.
Geralt shrugged while Dandelion was intrigued, thinking of composing a sad song about it.
They went to the counter, "We need a room." Geralt asked the man.
The man seemed to look at him to see if he agreed with that or not, especially with the witcher, not wanting to cause trouble, but nodded in the end. "All right. I only have one room available, the last one on the first floor, at the back," he said, handing over a key after taking it from behind the counter.
But he didn't fail to place a bottle on the table as well. "I figured you'd like some alcohol..." he said, and Geralt nodded, taking the bottle from the table and the key. "If you want a stew, you have until 6 o'clock to eat. I won't serve at night," he added.
Geralt nodded, taking some coins and placing them on the table to pay for the room and the bottle. The man took the coin, bit it with his teeth to see if it was real, and nodded.
"I'm going to the room." Geralt informed Dandelion.
"All right, I'll try to liven up this dump," Dandelion said with a smile, while Geralt nodded and began to leave. He started to climb the stairs to the second floor, while Dandelion began to clap his hands in the middle of the inn, drawing everyone's attention.
"Hey, all of you!" he said, while the people looked with not very friendly faces. "I want everyone's attention to start a song," he said, while Geralt left the ground floor and walked down the hallway until he found the last room, which was his.
He opened it and entered, placing his things on the headboard and starting to remove his swords from his back. He closed the door and looked at the place with two beds... "I'll stay in the city for a while until I find Yennefer." he thought as he sighed.
He looked out the window and saw the hustle and bustle of the city. Like in any large city, merchants, guards, and citizens walked back and forth, tending to their own affairs. He lay down on the bed and, after 30 seconds, heard a knock on the door.
"Looks like they kicked Dandelion out of his performance quickly..." He got up and approached the door. However, when he opened it, it wasn't Dandelion, but an old man.
It wasn't hard for Geralt to guess who this man was. "What do you want, mage?" he asked, recognizing very well a hermit with a first glance, while the other man gave him a small smile.
"So, there really is a Witcher in the city," the man murmured, analyzing Geralt from head to toe. "I was surprised when I was informed of your presence, so I came to check," he said with some interest.
"What do you want?" Geralt asked once again, not wanting to get involved with this type.
"Well, I know you are excellent hunters. I'd like you to do a job for me." He decided to go straight to the point since the Witcher seemed not to like him.
"I'm not interested," Geralt replied dryly.
"Well, I can understand," the mage said. "But, anyway, I'll leave the job in case you change your mind. I want you to look for this girl," he said, handing over a picture with the drawn face of a woman around 18 years old, the same one that was in front of the inn that Dandelion noticed.
Geralt nodded without a response, while the mage just shook his head and started to leave the place. It was normal for him to arrive in cities and have some people look for him for a specific job, but a mage coming to him after settling in an inn less than an hour after he entered a city was unprecedented. He didn't care anymore, closing the door.
Leaving again, something else happened, a crow landed on his window at that moment, making a sound that announced its arrival, causing Geralt to stand up quickly.
"That crow..." Looking at that animal, as dark as the night, staring at him without fear of being there and knowing well what that meant, he sighed, giving up his bed once again; after all, he didn't even need to look for her while she came to him.
Geralt took his swords and put them on his back. Leaving the inn, he walked down the corridor and descended the stairs, while he saw Dandelion entertaining the people in the inn. In his absurd songs, Dandelion was the hero, and Geralt was the person who needed to be saved countless times.
Geralt didn't care and didn't even bother with the room key to hand it to Dandelion, leaving the place, he followed outside. He looked up and saw a crow, which seemed to be waiting outside. The crow started to fly in a specific direction of the city. Geralt followed it then, while the bird only stopped to wait for him and follow the path.
He arrived in a very wealthy part of the capital, where there was a specific house a little away from the others, where the crow made a point of reaching. It landed on the roof of the house and started making a calling sound.
Geralt, approaching the door of the house, saw it opening at that moment. It was a beautiful woman with black hair and purple eyes, putting her hand on her waist with a dark dress, looking with a raised eyebrow.
"I must say, Geralt," she began, "that I'm quite curious. When Triss called me saying you would be looking for me, she said you didn't even want to wait for me to get in touch to open a portal to Temeria... But you decided to walk all the way north to find me... What happened that made you come to me in such a hurry, to the point of making a journey from the North to here for a year?" she spoke, a little dissatisfied at the end. "I've been waiting for you for months."
Geralt sighed. He could have made this trip in half the time, but Dandelion was always involved in problems, and so he was delayed so many times he couldn't even count.
"Well, we need to talk. It's been many years since I've seen you, Yennefer..." he said. Despite his troubled relationship with the mage, he was still enchanted by her beauty.
"I hope it's worth it... Geralt, and yes, it's been a long time since I've seen you. Where is Dandelion? Did he come with you?" she asked as he approached.
"Yes, but doing his usual things..." Geralt commented.
"I see... anyway, come in," she said, looking at him as she began to enter, waiting for him to do the same.
Geralt entered the house, which seemed quite decent and organized, with luxurious furniture according to the woman's taste. He looked at her while she did the same. "Finished inspecting my house?" she asked with a rude tone.
"Yes," he replied dryly as well. But he had a thought at that moment, remembering the mage who had approached him. "A mage approached me before you arrived with your crow. Do you know him?" he said.
"Yes, the crow told me, Stregobor, he is the king's mage," she said with some disdain.
"He asked me to find a woman..." he said.
"Yes, that mage killed all the female children during the eclipse that happened 18 years ago, but it seems one escaped..." she said before continuing. "Did you accept his offer?" She didn't care much about it but was curious.
"No," Geralt replied.
"I see, anyway, are you going to tell me exactly why you are here looking for me?" she asked.
"Yes, something happened in Cintra..." he said.
"The girl you mentioned you claimed with the Law of Surprise 10 years ago?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, I found her... we were trapped in a forest with some dryad women... We took some things and I had some visions," he said cautiously.
"Did you take her?" Yennefer was curious; after all, he never accepted that he had a child from the Law of Surprise, so it was quite surprising for Yennefer that he had found her.
"No, I took her safely to the capital," Geralt said.
"Don't you want her?" Yennefer asked, raising an eyebrow.
"My life is not suitable for a child, Yennefer," Geralt said.
"You shouldn't think that way, you know that destiny unites you, and it will be for better or for worse." Yennefer didn't fail to cross her arms and look with eyes shining with disapproval.
"Forget it, what have you been doing in Kovir for over a year?" He wanted to change the subject.
"I'm not working under anyone's crown at the moment, so I'm doing some research..." she said.
"Looking for another dragon heart?" He raised an eyebrow while she looked at him with a piercing glare.
"That doesn't matter, Geralt, now tell me about the prophecy you saw in the forest, it was about that you wanted to talk, wasn't it?" she asked.
"Yes..." He sighed. "I want to know more about something I saw," he said.
"What would that be...?" She raised an eyebrow.
"It's about a name, a vision that Cirilla didn't see, but I did... I want to know more about Madara Uchiha." he declared.