I AM AAALIVEEEE!
I am sorry it once again took so long.
Warnings: Feelings
PenDame: Thank you again soooooo much for your lovely comment I hope you will have fun with this chapter as well.
„Your wife, huh?", Milli whispered into her ´husband´s´ ear, "Thank you for standing up for me."
Only now did he realise what he had said just moments ago to the asshole.
"We all did. He deserved much more, but I didn't want to ruin my stuff with his blood.", the Witcher grumbled reaching for his daughter, "And Kili and Lily shouldn't see that, not if I can prevent it."
"Yeah."
"Come, forget the idiots and eat. We came here to have a good time!", the oldest Witcher declared and son the situation was almost forgotten.
But only most.
What Lambert had said was forgotten by the man himself. But for the evening, the off family drank and ate, laughing about stories and having a good time.
No one was mentioned Lambert´s slip of tongue the couple of days after the incident and they continued with their usual schedule.
Milli was just preparing dinner, with the help of Vesemir (who kept an eye on the twins and Fili), when the old man asked something, she hadn't thought he would.
"Are there any traditions in your world for courting or marrying someone?"
"Wait- what? Where is that suddenly coming from?", she asked startled and confused about his sudden interest.
"There was an courting announcement when Eskel and I were in town the other day and we were just wondering.", he shrugged, though something in his eyes told her that wasn't the whole truth.
"Well yeah, depends on the culture, I guess. Where I am from there is a tradition using a ring to show you are betrothed to someone. And before you ask how that works exactly: Usually- the most traditional way- the man get´s a ring. Usually bought from a jeweller or past on from generations. Then he get´s on one knee and asks the woman if she will marry him. In earlier times he had to ask the family for approval beforehand, or the families had planned everything. Shall she accept, she would wear the ring as a token of her faith to him. After that the wedding gets planned and the couple will get wedding bands. During the ceremony they switch those.", she explained with a sigh, "Anything else you were wondering?"
"Nope. Now, what are you making? It Smells delicious as always."
"Stop flattering. There will be enough when the other two come back from the hunt to feed two more of you.", the young mother laughed, "And it is potatoes, meat, vegetables and cheese- Mixed and seasoned, served with freshly made bread."
"If you say so.", Vesemir smiled," Come one you little rascals, let´s get outside and play with your big brother Fili."
"Behave for Grandpa Vesemir, okay you two? Go on, I will wash up a bit as soon as the vegetables are ready.", the mother winked, already making a shooing motion with her hands.
"Alright big boy, time to scare the chickens." And with that statement Vesemir left the hut, the almost grown bear on his tail.
Fili had grown to the height but not the size of a big grizzly bear- who happened to love chasing chicken and other birds and wyvern or harpies occasionally.
Milli hadn't missed the warm and happy glimmer in the old man´s eyes when she had called him ´Grandpa´ .
What are you planning old man? What are you planning in that white head of yours?
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Eskel and Lambert returned a lot later than they had anticipated and it was way past midnight when they finally stepped over the threshold, exhausted and hungry.
The fire had already died down and just their old teacher was still awake, sitting next to the dying fire.
Fili, as always, laid right in front of the twins door, and only looking up to greet the men with a grunt before continuing to sleep.
"You two are late, what happened?", the old Witcher whispered his greeting, "Everything alright? Poor girl was worried when you hadn't returned by nightfall."
"Yeah, the villagers just forgot to mention that there was a leshen living in that part of the forest as well. That fucker surprised us in the middle of the fight against the biggest colony of fucking Endregas I have ever seen. And that sucker was ancient and damn strong.", Eskel started to explain in an hushed voice, not wanting to accidentally wake Milli or the kids.
"Yeah. We had to fight two dozen of wolves, at least we were able to salvage a few of their furs.", Lambert groaned, remembering the never ending pack of white wolves.
"Go clean up and then eat! Poor girl wanted to stay up and wait for you to come back. I will but the pan back on the fire while you wash up in the meantime. Now hurry up, I am tired and you bloody."
"Yes Old Man.", they sighted tired and hungry, before leaving for the little bath to wash up.
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Clean and saturated, the dark haired Witcher stepped into the room he shared with the mother of his children, ready to lay down and sleep for the next day or so.
Careful to not accidentally wake up the young female, he climbed into the bed behind her, and gently pulled her against his chest, where she nestled into his chest at once.
The way the parents laid there was so normal, like they were just a farmer and his wife, and to say that Lambert didn't relish that moment was a lie.
He loved every second of it.
"Lambert?", Milli mumbled, drowsy and half asleep.
"Shh sleep, Milli. I am here now.", he hummed, placing a soft kiss behind her ear.
"Ok.", and with that she was fast asleep again.
"I love you, Milli.", was the last thing he whispered before falling asleep as well.
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Like every morning, the young mother wanted to get up and start to prepare breakfast, but a strong arm around her waist kept her from moving.
"Lambert, I need to get up.", she whispered trying to pry off his arm.
"No-"
"But I need to- the twins need their food in a short while."
"Vesemir can feed them, or Eskel.", he breathed between the kisses he placed on her jaw and down her neck, his arm turning her around to face him.
"Lam-", she tried again, but was silenced by his lips on hers.
"Uh hu- I want you to stay a bit longer. I barely saw you yesterday."
"And what do you want to do about that now?" , the young mother smiled against his lips.
"Relishing this moment.", he chuckled, while one of his hands sneaked beneath her night nightshirt and up her side to her chest; giving her breasts a gentle squeeze. Milli couldn't supress the slight moan that left her throat above that action.
"Mhmm, what a beautiful sound. I wonder if I can get more of those out of you.", the man chuckled, placing another kiss on her lips.
"You know you can."
"True. Well let's see how long it takes me to do so.", Lambert declared smugly, rolling his partner on her back.
Kissing his way down her jaw and neck, Lambert lifted her nightshirt up and took it off.
"So beautiful.", he awed before he sucked on her nipples one after the other, massaging her breasts in the meantime.
"So, so beautiful.", he groaned, "I can´t believe this is all for me."
Hearing all his praise and feeling his actions, warmth spread through her veins and Milli decided that breakfast-preparations could wait.
"Mhm, and what are you going to do about it?", she breathed, her fingers ranking over his torso, around his hips and stopping on top of his firm ass.
"So breakfast can wait?", he chuckled, knowing quite well she wouldn't want to leave the bed any time soon now.
"For now? Yes.", she moaned.
"Good."
"But- at the moment. You have too many clothes on.", Milli winked, tucking at the hem of his nightshirt.
"If the Lady says so.", he kissed and stripped. His member was already standing tall, undressed himself, he took her panties and placed them of the pile of clothes as well, "Now we are even."
Attacking her lips once more, Milli felt his fingers brush though her already wet folds, testing how ready she really was and a first shiver of lust went over her body.
"You are always so wet for me.; Lambert whispered teasingly.
"Mhmmm- you seem to be ready as well.
"For you- always.", he breathed, placing his body between her legs, his hard member brushing against her entrance.
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"Finally awake, I see?", Eskel grinned, not looking up from Lily and Kili who were eating on his lap.
"Yes. You alright? I heard you had a hell of a night yesterday.", Milli asked after giving both of her children a kiss on the cheek.
"Nothing- I am as well as you man. Don't worry about me. We already took care of everything this morning. So what is your plan for today.", the black haired Witcher answered with a smile.
"Everything is already done? Well- I have no idea then. I had nothing else planned than my usual chores. Maybe a walk to the beach or through the woods.", the young mother shrugged.
"I wanted to get my swords sharpened at the keep. Why don´t you come with me Milli? Maybe they have a dagger or so for you. And they could sharpen your knives.", the man offered, and before she could answer, Vesemir piped up as well.
"That´s a good idea. Lambert can help me with something I got to do."
"Uhmm, sure. Why not. When are you leaving?"
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"We need to get you your own horse some time. Next time you may not be able to use Lamberts.", Eskel stated, waiting on his horse (he had called Phoenix) for her to mount his brothers nameless one.
"Maybe one day you get one as payment. And I mean a real one and not some woman like it was with me."
"Yeah not planning on that. Don't worry. We were lucky with getting you. Who knows what we would get the next time? Probably some ugly Bitch."
"You indeed had been lucky with me.", Milli mused," Damn, I don't think I will ever get tired of these landscapes."
"Skellige has quite a lot of those. But I think I will leave before Winter. Maybe make my way towards Toussaint.", the male finally declared.
"Tired of living a slightly normal life?", the woman chuckled," I cant blame you."
"It´s time for the road again. But I will return, don't worry."
"You better do, or I will hunt you down myself.", she answered with a stern look on her face, though she send him a wink so he knew she wasn't mad at him.
"Ooohhh I know that, don't worry. I don't fancy to be hunted down by either you or your big friend."
Comfortable silence hung between the two friends; only the clock of the hooves on the stone and then wooden floor, echoing through the tunnel that was leading towards Kaer Trolde.
"Master Witcher. How nice of you to visit.", one of the servants greeted the man.
"We want to meet the blacksmith.", Eskel stated, handing over the reigns and offering Mills his hand as help.
"Of course, We will take of your mounts."
"Thank you, come on old man. I need my knives sharpened.", the young mother laughed.
"I ain´t old.", he rolled his eyes.
"Yes you are. You are what, 100?", Milli stated, "you could be my great-grandpa."
"Yeah that would be make Lambert your Grandpa and just to be exact, we have nothing on Vesemir- he is OLD."
"Yeah no, let´s- let´s change the subject. But the fact stands that you all are older than me and therefore: old man."
"If you say so.", the black haired man answered with mocked surrender, "I will show you the smith before you decide to test the freshly sharpened knives on me later."
But Milli wasn't really listening anymore, a saddening thought had crossed her mind.
"Hay, what´s wrong?", he asked, he had notice her suddenly solemn look.
"Eskel, how old can a Witcher get?", she asked, her voice barely louder than a whisper.
"Why do you ask?"
"Please Lambert, just tell me.", she pleaded.
"I don't know to be honest. I just now that no Witcher ever died of old age, ever. Comes with the terrain, I guess. But Vesemir is what- around five- to seven hundred years old? Milli come on, what is wrong? I can´t help you if you don't tell me." Now it was his time to plead.
"I will be lucky if I can make it to 80 years of age in this world. I will die centuries before Lambert and- Lily and Kili probably as well. He will outlive all of us and suffer-", the young mother whispered in pained realization, tears were filling her eyes and threatened to fall.
"Milli, no- shhh- don't think like that. Shhh, don't cry. Please. There is so much time left. You don't need to think that far ahead now. And maybe Yen is right in more than one thing. You were already able to carry his children, maybe you age different as well. Shhh- come on-", the man hummed, not really knowing to say at that moment to the woman that was silently sobbing in his comforting embrace, "Shhh- calm down."
It took a few minutes for her to do so enough to finish their task for the day; though her solemn mood did not leave entirely, and so she was silent the whole ride back and did not even smile when Fili came barrelling towards her.
"I will take care of take horses.", her male companion offered already taking the reigns, "Go find your Family. I bet those little rascals missed you like hell."
Sending her friend what was supposed to be a thankful smile, the mother made her way to the main house, an exited but careful bear at her side. Fili felt that something was off with his human mother.
"Where are the little ones and Lambert? Where are they Fili?", she asked tired and the giant bear answered with a nudge of his nose towards the house, followed by a small whine.
"I am fine, Fili.", she mumbled. AM I though?
Entering her home, she was greeted by the sound of four little feet tapping on the floor, running towards her, followed by a pair of bigger and heavier ones.
"Ma-ma", they squealed and this made her smile for the first time in hours.
Lily and Kili had only started to speak a few days ago, so it was really special to everyone.
"Hay you two.", she smiled, embracing both in a hug.
"Pa-", they answered, pointing at their father who stood a few step back.
"You spend time with your father? Did you have fun?", Milli asked, kissing each child cheek and they laughed.
"Did you get everything you wanted?", Lambert asked his partner, before giving her short kiss.
"Yeah- the smith said I can cut anything I want now.", she smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes- what didn't went unnoticed by the man.
"What-", he started to ask, but was interrupted by the woman.
"Later- ok?", she mumbled, but Lambert had none of it.
"Milli-?-"
"I will look after the kids. You two need to talk.", Eskel announced the second he entered the room.
Lambert didn't need to be told twice and he almost carried the mother to their shared room.
"Now, what is wrong?", he demanded to know, speaking in a soft voice.
"I- I called Eskel an old man and he mentioned that Vesemir is already a few hundred years old. There is a big chance I wont even make it until 80 years of age-", she whispered and Lambert began to realize what she was going at.
"Milli-"
"I will be dead, and you will be alone again. But this time you -you- and who knows what will be with the twins.", she was fully fledged crying and sobbing now.
"Shhhh. Don't think like that. Who knows what the future will bring."
"But-"
"No buts. Come here. Shhh-". He hummed, embracing his ´wife´ into his arms, his own heart breaking at that moment. But at the same time did he made an oath: to always relish the time he had with his family, no matter what, and to do the best of it.
AN: So what do you think? Please let me know and until next time ^^