Since this was my first fanfiction ever and I have learned a couple things since I uploaded it, I felt like I should revise it. Starting with the name. This story was previously named: "The Unbreakable Enchantment of Fate". I always disliked the name so I decided to use the same name of a song I really like and I think it reflects perfectly their relationship. I had already posted it on AO3 under that name.
Other than that I fixed formating, typos and grammar mistakes. If you still find something wrong, please message me!
Disclaimer: This story contains spoilers from the "Last Wish" short story by Andrzej Sapkowski. All the characters and places belong to him and I only use them for my own pleasure.
"Sweet is the curse of hearts intwined but lost, detached but bound
sad is their fate without relief
cruel is the curse of love, so luscious yet so dangerous
sweet curse, our hell"
ReVamp – Sweet Curse
"This does not have to be a farewell," she answered the question that he did not ask aloud.
"I keep forgetting that you can read my mind…"
"Do not worry Geralt, your thoughts are safe. I only caught a glimpse without meaning to." she smiled mischievously while kissing his shoulder softly, pulling the tousled blanked over them.
"Tonight does not have to be a good-bye if you come with me to Vengerberg." She whispered looking into his catlike eyes. After the chaos caused by their adventure with the Djinn in Rinde, Yennefer and Geralt decided that they would ride together to Ban Glean, from where Yennefer was going to Vengerberg and the witcher would ride to Kaer Morhen, as he did often to shelter from the winter.
Yennefer had decided to find a way to break the Djinn's spell, and for that, she needed him near. She kept repeating to herself that was the only reason why she did not want to leave him, for she was not ready to admit that it was not the truth. The fascination she had felt for him since the first time they met grew the more they were together, the strong physical attraction they felt for each other was undeniable and they did not hide it, as they often found a way to demonstrate it. She suspected the Djinn's magic enhanced these feelings, because she had never feel like this before. She even agreed traveling with him regularly, without portals, so they would have more time to be together.
"Would we have more of this in Vengerberg?" He whispered moving his hands down to her waist and pulling her on top of him.
"Of course, what else would be the reason of the invitation?" She humorously whispered kissing his lips.
There are at least two days until we arrive to Vengerberg, it will surely not hurt to let myself enjoy the Djinn magic for a little while, she thought and let out a soft sigh as he touched her.
They crossed the Pontar River shortly after dawn, Yennefer was not a morning person but she did not complain that they left Ban Glean even before the merchants started to set up their goods for the day. She was excited to be so close to home after being away for so long.
She looked at Geralt riding next to her, and noticed the relaxed smile on his lips and Yennefer felt an urge to read his thoughts out of vanity, wondering if he was thinking about last night. She scolded herself mentally and decided to communicate aloud instead.
"In Rinde you promised to be open to talk about mutations and aberrations," she winced as she said the last word, she really did not like it. "Now I would like to collect that debt".
"You have a good memory. Fortunately, I did not promise something impossible." He said patting his mare Roach. Yennefer thought it was amusing that he gave a fish's name to a horse. "What would you like to know, in the name of professional curiosity, I assume".
"Both professional and personal interest," she smiled flirtatiously. "Are you going to reveal your witcher secrets just like that?"
"Well, you did ask nicely," he said smiling at her, "and I know that if you wanted, you could just cast another of your spells on me."
"Yes, I could, but I like you more like this."
"Then you can ask anything you want."
"Let us start from the beginning then," she pushing her black curls aside. "Is it true that to be a witcher one has to be a surprise child?"
"Is not the origin that make us what we are but the mutations we are submitted to and the training we are given. I was not a surprise child, my mother left me in Kaer Morhen on her own will." He said indifferently.
"But I have heard of witchers using the surprise law as form of payment for their… services, is that also a myth then?"
"When the contractor offers us to choose anything as reward, we are forced to cite the surprise law. It is an obligation we have with our corporation. As any other deviation from the nature, we cannot procreate, so the surprise law was used as a way to guarantee that we would somehow we could have future generations. However, the opportunity request the surprise law was never common, or at least not as common as finding orphan boys down the road."
"And have you ever find such an opportunity yourself?"
He was quiet for a while before answering; "Yes, once," he said bitterly, "but I regret it. I do not know why I did not ignore that stupid obligation that has no use anymore. There has been many years since the School of the Wolf took any apprentices".
Yennefer regretted asking the last question, as it had ruined his mood. She decided to change the subject of the conversation, and they chatted lightly for the rest of their way.
The sun was setting when they reached the Dyphne. This part of the road was sided by woods and Geralt suggested finding a clearing by the margin of the river so he could catch some fish for dinner and then they could rest for the day. Yennefer who was very tired and hungry agreed happily.
The sorceress sat by the fire she had just lit with magic as she watched him fish. It was an interesting change from what she was used, Yennefer thought. She had relationships with many kind of men, but the outcome never changed too much. Either the affair was full of a wild passion that burned out fast, as it never went deeper than the physical level or she found herself trapped on boring relationships where the only thing that captivated her was her own intellectual grown. She felt different about Geralt. Yennefer sighed loudly and wonderer how much of her feelings were mere illusions from the Djinn's spell.
After they were done eating the big trench that the witcher had caught and prepared, they laid by the magical fire. Yennefer placed her head on Geralt's chest and he hugged her. She was almost falling asleep when they heard a girl's high-pitched shriek. They quickly sat up and the girl screamed again.
"Stay here!" Geralt roared, got his sword and ran into the woods. Yennefer ignored him, casted an orb of light and went after him, however he was too fast and soon she was alone on the forest not knowing which way he went.
She had just decided to go back to the river, as it was useless to ramble though the woods, when the girl screamed again. Yennefer ran in the direction where the shriek came from. She entered a clearing and Geralt was standing on the middle of it. He held his sword with his right hand and with his left hand made the Yrden sign, casting a circle of purple magic traps around him. Yennefer only then saw he was protecting a small brunette girl, hiding behind him.
"Yen, no!" She heard him growl as she saw a flash of green supernatural light and something pushed her violently, throwing her backwards like a doll. She felt something hard hit her back and then saw only impenetrable darkness.