Geralt knew Celia was stronger, not as strong as he would have liked but he promised her they would leave in two days. He helped her onto Roach and looked at the Vesemer.

"Thank you."

"Keep her safe."

"I will thank you."

"I replenished the potions you were out of along with ingredients you are unable to attain yourself."

Geralt nodded and climbed up on Roach behind Celia,

"Geralt take this, it will do to keep her warm."

"Thank you." He said putting the shawl over her shoulders and put his arms on either side of her and urged the horse forward out of the courtyard. Celia leaned back against Geralt as they rode, he looked down at her, some concern in his eyes.

"Celia."

"Yes?"

"How old are you?"

"24. And you?"

"Allot older. Witchers age slower."

"Mother said my brother was much older than I."

"She shouldn't have been allowed to have another child after abandoning me."

"Would you have cared for me if you had never become a witcher?"

"Celia I care now. And as such I will always keep you safe."

"I thank you Geralt for that. No one else has ever wanted to. I have been chased, beaten nearly raped. When I started following you then the monsters became a problem."

"Maybe instead of following me you should have just come to me."

"You are not easy to approach." She told him. He shrugged his shoulders and knew she was telling the truth the way he acted it was hard for allot of people to attempt to approach him unless it was to pay him to rid them of a monster. He had always told people that life was just monsters and money it was all it had to be. But now he had Celia it was to be more than that, he would do his witcher duty but he would not cost her her life in the same instance.

"There is a creature following us."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I feel its anger its rage its hate. You've faced something like it before."

"Well that sister isnt helpful at all, I would need to see the monster to see if I have angered once before."

"I can try and see through its eyes. But with as weak as I still am it will not be pretty."

"Then no. As long as it doesnt bother us I will not bother it."

Celia nodded, she knew the only thing keeping her up on Roach's back was Gerald's arms. And if he had to deal with another monster he would have to watch her as well.

"Geralt."

"Yes?"

"Do monsters seek you out or just you seek them?"

"I seek them. It seems your powers sister are a beacon to them."

"This thing hates you. I can feel it."

"Well as much as I hate it we will travel by the main roads for a while, I'll deal with the bandits and monsters can stick to the side roads and swamps."

"I don't think it's a monster brother." Celia took in a painful breath. He could tell the ride was hurting so he stopped Roach and climbed down and helped her from the horse.

"Sit, I know the ride was becoming painful."

"We could have gone further. I don't want to deal with another threat."

"There will always be a threat. I just know at times how to avoid them."

"Well you might want to avoid one now." Celia said, she slid down to the ground and ducked as what she thought was a man dove over her.

"I thought it was dead." She gasped looking at the man standing in front of Geralt

"Celia, stay put." Geralt said to her. She nodded and moved so she was against the tree. She watched the two exchange blows and she watched as a dagger stabbed Geralt in the ribs, it barely slowed him down but it frightened Celia.

"GERALT!" Her scream threw both men to the ground. Celia slowly stood only to stumble as she walked forward, Roach actually moved in front of her.

"Celia sit down, or get on Roach. But do not do anything else. Look at your wound." Geralt said, Celia looked down and saw she was bleeding again. She reached up and pulled herself up onto the horses back and leaned forward since she couldn't sit up very well.

"Why are you angry with him?" Celia asked from where she was.

"I have my reasons." It answered her.

"Give me one. He had to kill the other one it tried to kill me."

"He has attacked my kind before."

"Did you bring it upon yourself? Because from what I see just because you can look like anyone and their thoughts become yours you never truly become them."

"I became him. Can you tell the difference?"

"Celia don't you dare get down." Geralt told her. Celia slid from the saddle onto the ground once again, she ran her hand up the side of Roach staying standing as she walked up to them both.

"He is my brother." She said pointing to the Geralt that had scolded her for getting off the horse.

"How?"

"Because Roach went to him. The horse would have soon kicked you." Celia said stumbling as she moved closer to her own Geralt. The other reached out for her and for the second time she was grabbed by one of these things.

"Damn it." Celia hissed. "Let go."

"Do you fear I will hurt you?"

"One already has. Let go of me. Or he will seperate your head from the rest of you."

"He won't with you in the way. You mean a great deal to him."

"Yes. She does and I can kill you and not once hit her."

"Are her injuries your doing witcher?"

"No, one of your kind. And I won't allow it to happen again."

"One of my own caused her this? Why?"

"I never knew but he was going to leave her to die. I found her before that happened. I will not allow her to die, not now that I have her."

"I have your thoughts, a sister. Witcher she is your sister?"

"She is."

Celia fell forward upon being let go. She was caught by Geralt, he lifted her into the saddle once again.

"I will not allow you to hurt her again."

"Geralt. Don't. Just let's go." Celia reached down and touched his shoulder. He looked up at her and climbed up behind her and looked down at the doppler. It didn't stop them, it just watched them leave.

"We will have to find lodging for the night, I need to change that bandage."

"Alright." She answered, she leaned back against him, he again looked down and saw her eyes were closed. He knew she was in pain and felt her passing out might make the ride easier for her for now. But at least she was alive.