Celia sat up suddenly when she heard a noise.
"Celia you're fine."
"How did you get them to give us the same room?"
"The inn keeper was under the impression we were lovers."
"And of course you didnt tell him any different."
"I wouldn't want you in your own room. Your still hurting and I need yo make sure your bandages are changed."
"Where have you been sleeping?"
"Next to you sitting up. I was worried when we arrived here and you went to sleep and slept for two days."
"Two days?"
"Yes two days. The infection was gone didn't mean that you were fully healed."
"How did you pay for the room?"
"I always have coin I just rarely stay in an inn."
"That is because you hate to stable Roach."
"By the way, how did you figure Roach would know the difference?"
"Roach is your horse and follows your orders, he wouldn't let me get hurt when I tried to move towards you so I knew he would walk to you instead of the one that looked like you."
"So you trusted my horse instead of your own feelings?"
"He was identical to you including your thoughts. So reading his mind would do me no good. Plus I tried I gained a bloody nose for my trouble."
"I noticed. Are you feeling up to more traveling? I don't normally stay in one place to long."
"I believe I can. I can tell you more of what happened to me while I searched for you."
"I know how you searched for me. Celia I do have to admit something to you."
"Am I going to be angry with you?"
"Probably as most people do."
"You always knew I was following you."
"Yes. I knew you were there. I watched to be sure that you were not harmed but who you were to me I did not know."
"I can't be angry over what is done. You won't leave me now will you?"
"No, I won't leave you. But are you sure you're strong enough to travel?"
"Yes. We can rest a days ride. Maybe under the stars."
"Alright. Let me help you finish with your boots and tunic, I will have to purchase you coat, the shawl will not be enough when it gets cold."
"Alright."
"Do you think we might need a second horse?" She asked looking up at him.
"No, I can walk if need be."
"Geralt, Roach is your horse."
"Yes and you're my sister. And I feel its safer for you on the horse than on the ground."
"Fine. So as I asked before who is Yennifer?"
"Someone I met a long time ago."
"You loved her?"
"Maybe."
"Yennifer seemed to like you. How long has it been since you last saw her?"
"Twenty years."
"You haven't seen her since I was four. Brother how old are you?"
"Just say old enough sister dear. Now come let's go." He led her from the room.
Celia again sat on the horse and this time she was on Roach alone. Geralt held the reigns and walked forward, he looked around keeping his senses peeked.
"Geralt."
"Celia?"
"What is that?" She asked pointing to an object just beyond line of fences.
"Celia, I need you to promise me something."
"Do not stop Roach no matter what you hear."
"What? Geralt?" She asked.
"Go Roach." He smacked the horse and it took off.
"GERALT!NO!" Celia, grabbed the reigns and tried to stop Roach.
"Please..please stop." She begged the horse, tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Damn it Geralt." Celia turned around when she heard the sound closer, something dove at her from the tree and knocked her off the horse. She rolled onto her side and looked up at the strange man or creature that was standing above her. With how she landed the spots that danced before her eyes and the pain that shot through her body was making it hard to conjoir anything. But true to what Geralt had told her Roach would protect her. Celia grabbed onto the saddle and pulled herself upright, her vision swimming she fell back down. She tried again, she needed to get back onto the horses back, if she could stand long enough.
"Celia."
"Geralt here." She called out, she hoped it was him and not another one of those damned dopplers. He came around the one side of Roach and reached down for her, he lifted her into the saddle and he climbed up behind her.
"What the hell was that?"
"Don't worry it's gone."
"Does that include the one Roach tried to kill?"
"What?"
"One knocked me from Roach and he kicked the shit out of it. I didn't see it any more so I thought it was dead or something."
"Fuck. Did it hurt you draw blood anything?"
"No, not that I noticed. I mean I hit hard enough to knock the wind out of me and I might have hit my head but no. Why?"
"It was an undead."
"As if other monsters arent bad enough now there are those too?"
"Let's hope Roach killed it. Let's get out of here."
Celia nodded and held onto Roach's mane and felt Geralt urge the horse on faster. Geralt looked around and stopped and climbed down and reached up and lifted Celia off and onto the ground.
"Where are we?"
"We are just safe for now. I thought you would need to stretch. And I wanted to look at your bandage. Especially since you had fallen off Roach."
Celia laughed a little as Geralt tried to check her while not touching her much.
"Geralt must you be so shy? Just check it, you are you're going to have to look better to change it."
"Yes I know and had you been anyone else I would have no problem."
"But I'm your sister."
"Yeah."
"Just deal with it, if I could I would do it myself."
"Just sit still I have to change it, you were bleeding again, but not as bad this time."
"Good."
Celia watched the care Geralt took in making sure she was alright. She had been told by a few people that witchers were heartless, almost uncaring monsters. She at first feared meeting him, and even when she did finally approach him she was afraid of his reaction.