Geralt, could you get some apple juice." the enchantress said stretching. Her hair was a mess of raven black curls hiding most of her face.
"Anything, else?" said the witcher rising to his feet. He looked at her but couldn't see her violet eyes.
"Nothing in particular." she said throwing her hair back with a smile greasing her lips. Geralt wandered to the kitchen. His majordomo wasn't in the house anymore as Geralt was at home most of the time now. The jug of apple juice was on the counter next to some cookies. The maid that cooked must have brought them, Geralt gave her a day off, he thought nothing of it, but it meant a lot to her. She wanted to spend sometime with her children. He took the cookies and the jug."Mmmm. Those smell delicious witcher. Who made them? I need to thank them personally." she took one and poured some apple juice into her goblet. She took a bite out of the cookie. "There amazing.""Daisy. I gave her a day off and she baked them as a thanks."
"You gave her a day off?" she stood up and approached her makeup bag.
"Yes." he said uncertainty as he knew her randomness at times.
"Should have given her a week." she said opening the box that keep her hair brush inside. "Tommarow I'll give her a week of and she can choose which week."
"You're very generous." he replied getting some trousers from the chest.
"She is a young mother after all. She has to spend sometime with her kids." she returned brushing her hair.
It was the middle of the night and the recent addition to their bedroom was a window through which moonlight shined. Yennefer woke up and immediately felt nauseous. She shook Geralt's shoulder and he immediately sat up inspecting her features."Geralt, I don't feel so well." she placing her hand over her mouth."Yen. What's wrong?" "I feel sic..." she replied but she trew up on the floor before she could end her sentence. Geralt caught her and carried her into their room. "Yen, I'll be right back." he said leaving the room rushing to Vissena. They had rearranged the guest room so Vissena could join Triss and Ciri.
"Mother." he lightly said coming next to her bed making sure not to disturbe Ciri who was sleeping in the other bed.
"Yes." she said yawning and siting up to see his worried face. "Is something wrong?" she frowned. "Yennefer isn't feeling well." Her expression lightened up. "Son how long has it been since you and Yennefer ..." He realised what she was talking about and replied. "Must have been six weeks." She smiled at him and gripped his hand. " That's a good sign believe it or not. Just get her some Ginger root tea and she'll be just fine. And just take extra good care of her don't you dare making her stress. No contracts. Are we clear?" He nodded and hugged her right before leaving the room to brew the tea.
"Geralt?" Yennefer groaned. "Yen I'm here." he said helping her sit up and supporting her. "Here, my mother saud this tea should help. And that you're pregnant." Her eyes widened and she kissed him throwing her arms around his neck. He felt tears run down his bear back. "I love you." She said pulling back to face him. "I love you too." he wisperd brushing a lock away from her face. "So this is..." "Morning sickness." He finished her sentence as she drank the tea and laid her head in his lap as he comforted her. "Yen?" he wisperd. "Yes, my love?" she said looking up at him. He took her hand into his hands. "Your going to be a great mother." she smiled genuinely just as she always did in intimate moments like this. "And you will be a good father." she replied. He brushed her hair and she started drifting to sleep in response to his creases. He put her to bed, she just adjusted and fell completely asleep.
"Sleep, Yen it'll do you good." he left the room to go get some fresh air he sure did need it desperately.
She woke up and looked around the room. Geralt wasn't there so that ment it wasn't that late."Geralt."
The door flew open and the witcher walked through. He sat on the bed next to her."Yen. You alright? "
"Yes. Geralt." she said gazing into his feline eyes. "Yes, Yen?" "I'm hungry. Can you get me something, please?" He sighed and chuckled as he stood up. "How does an omelette sound?" she sat up and replied. "Delicious." Geralt returned with more tea and an omelette. "It's smells amazing." she said taking the plate and rewarding him with a kiss. "And it tastes even better. Here try it." She gave feed him one bite with the spoon. "I really out did myself with this one." She nodded sipping the tea. She finished the tea and placing the tea cup on the night stand. He smiled at her and held her close. She rested her head on his chest running her hand along his jaw. "I love your beard." she purred "it's very useful in certain circumstances." she said suggestively. "Really?" he said searching for her lips. " You don't say." he pinned her down kissing her collarbone. He trailed his kisses down to her belly.
"Oh, Geralt." she giggled " stop it." "As you wish." he said letting her go after planting one last kiss on her lips.
Now she snuggled up to him. Resting her head against his shoulder. They drifted off to sleep.
She woke up in extraordinary pain. She held her belly. She moaned in pain. She uncovered herself. She saw blood a lot of blood. She screamed and Geralt bursted through the door.
"Yen... What's wro..." he didn't finish the sentence when he saw the blood. He embraced her and pulled her close.
"My...baby." Yennefer was crying Geralt was holding her.
"It'll be alright. I promise." He said rocking her back and forth. Brushing her soft hair with his plams.
Then everything went black. She awoke in the bed drenched in sweat. She uncovered herself no blood. Then she gazed to the side where Geralt was sleeping soundly. He opend his eyes and looked up. His eyes pierced her. "Yen? You alright?" he asked yawning.
"I had... I had a nightmare." she said stuttering a bit. "Easy. Everything is alright. We're all alright." said the witcher. First kissing her lips and then her belly. He held her close stopping her shivers. "I hope it will stay like that." she murmured against his lips. She held him tight. "I'm here don't worry. I'll always be here. I'm not leaving anytime soon."
"When I first came to Toussaint." he wisperd against her neck. "I was at a brothel. Not doing what you think. I was playing gwent and the owner assumed I was there as a ... customer and wanted to role play as a witcher." She chuckled and smiled at him widely. "Really? That's what people are into these days.""Seems so." he said a smile grazing his lips.
"You ever wanted to role play?" she said asking tentatively. "Not really. I just rather be here with you." Laying down they stared into eachothers eyes. She laughed and kissed him. She sat up and looked down at him. "Well need to prepare the guest room for the baby." she said softly. "Of course. How could we forget?" he said mockingly. "Haha. Laugh now. But you won't come a few months."
"I will."he said in a serious tone.
"Oh really. Because?" she said confused.
"Because I'll be happy." She burst into laughter. He tickled her sides and kissing her in between. "Stop, it." she said giggling. "It tickles." He stoped and said " Damn, Yen." "What?" she said glaring into his eyes which were filled with mischief. "You're way more fun when your pregnant." he answered geting a playful glare back from the sorceress. "Oh, hush." She said punching his shoulder lightly. "No, I'm serious." he sat up and looked into her eyes. "And more beautiful." "Now you're just making things up. And haven't you considered that your jokes just gotten better." she said seriously snd in a cold tone.
"Yen. I'm hurt. You didn't think my jokes in the past were funny." he retorted in the most serious manner. "No, they weren't." she spat coldly. "Yes, they were." he said pining her down. "No, th..." she didn't get the chance to finish her sentence as he silenced her with a kiss. She couldn't keep up the act anymore and laughed.
"Yes, they were." he said a smile grazing his lips. "Well perhaps they weren't that bad." she said offering him an honest smile.
