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yennefer of vengerberg ([personal profile] liliowy) wrote in [community profile] villagelogs 2021-02-16 04:37 pm (UTC)

Fate was a word worth it’s weight. At times, it was a wonder if there was a difference between a lack of choice, and destiny itself.

In so many ways, Destiny had chosen Yennefer’s life for her - and perhaps that’s why she chases control, chases choice, after having been denied it in the most pivotal of moments.

But the truth was - magic or no - fate is a vortex around each of them, twisting and forming and reacting to each decision made. Each action, intertwining or pulling apart each of them.

So maybe that’s true - maybe they were just meant to to meet.

Still, Yennefer can’t help but prickle at his kindness. I can take care of myself sits right on the tip of her tongue, which she instead runs along her teeth, soothed over only by him chasing the statement himself.

When had someone ever told her to remember to eat?

She intertwines her fingers, and stares at the piping steam rising from the freshly-poured tea. “Mm, and intrude on your full house?” Her eyes slide back to regard him, lightly teasing. She shrugs. “Our doors are just as open, should you need a reprieve.” It’s only fair to offer a balance, as it were.

“I’ve found my way fine,” she says with a an exhale. “Met more of that magical contingent you’ve mentioned.” She really doesn’t sound impressed, but maybe that’s just her.

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