Nina didn't like bad dreams. She had always been blessed with fairly restful sleep, whatever happened to her, but lately that hadn't been so.
She knew Inej was unquiet, and she could see and feel the tension in other people around Darrow - some more than others. Her tailor seemed exhausted; a young man she'd seen a few times looked downright haunted.
And she hadn't really seen Geralt in a week or so. She hadn't thought too much of it the first day or so: maybe he was out monster hunting. But his visits had been so regular before, and more frequent since they had decided to start a relationship, of a kind, that his absence was noticed.
He didn't answer his phone, either.
Finally Nina grabbed her shawl and headed out to the woods. Autumn had finally come to Darrow and the leaves crunched underfoot as she made her way to Geralt's camp. She had only been to it a handful of times - usually he came to see her.
She smelled the campfire and before long she caught the familiar rhythm of his heart... but something felt off, somehow. Nina grew more cautious as she approached. She wore a long, comfortable red dress with a dark cardigan to help keep warm. She didn't bother to try to hide her approach, not wanting to startle him.
"I should be mad at you," she said as she approached the fire. "Making me traipse all the way out here to make sure you aren't dead."
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Date: 2017-09-21 02:58 am (UTC)She knew Inej was unquiet, and she could see and feel the tension in other people around Darrow - some more than others. Her tailor seemed exhausted; a young man she'd seen a few times looked downright haunted.
And she hadn't really seen Geralt in a week or so. She hadn't thought too much of it the first day or so: maybe he was out monster hunting. But his visits had been so regular before, and more frequent since they had decided to start a relationship, of a kind, that his absence was noticed.
He didn't answer his phone, either.
Finally Nina grabbed her shawl and headed out to the woods. Autumn had finally come to Darrow and the leaves crunched underfoot as she made her way to Geralt's camp. She had only been to it a handful of times - usually he came to see her.
She smelled the campfire and before long she caught the familiar rhythm of his heart... but something felt off, somehow. Nina grew more cautious as she approached. She wore a long, comfortable red dress with a dark cardigan to help keep warm. She didn't bother to try to hide her approach, not wanting to startle him.
"I should be mad at you," she said as she approached the fire. "Making me traipse all the way out here to make sure you aren't dead."