It had been three days since the birth of their little Rayanna and both Geralt and Triss were enjoying the beginnings of parenthood. Triss had just finished feeding her little girl when a portal appeared in the room and Ciri and Yennefer stepped out of it.
"You know.. we have this thing called a door." Geralt started in.
"Oh Geralt not now, we've come to see the baby!" Ciri's chipper voice rang out.
"Quite right." Yen said.
"And here she is," Triss smiled, placing her into Ciri's arms. "Rayanna.. I'd like you to meet your big sister."
Ciri took the child in her arms and held her close. Looking at her the way she did her silver sword Zireal that Geralt had given her.
"Hello little Ray... I'm Ciri, your big sis. When you're older, I'll tell you lots of stories and we'll go on adventures together." Ciri whispered to the baby, kissing her forehead. Rayanna let out a little cueing sound.
"You hear that? I think she rather likes the idea." Ciri said.
Yennefer rolled her eyes and gestured to Ciri for a turn at holding the child.
Ciri obliged and placed Rayanna gently into Yen's waiting arms.
Rayanna cued and sucked on one of Yen's fingers. Yennefer smiled. "She is absolutely lovely."
"Yennefer.. I was wondering, since neither Ray nor I would be here if it weren't for you.. that maybe you'd like to be Rayanna's godparent, a sort of guardian." Triss asked.
"Well.. I don't know what to say." Yennefer said.
"Say yes!" Ciri prompted, as she squeezed her hands together.
"Of course I'll say yes my dear, I was merely being humble." Yennefer said. "Triss, it would be my pleasure. Yes." She finished.
"Delightful." Triss said.
"Would you like to see the nursery? And maybe admire some of Geralt's handy work." Triss said.
"Hey!" Geralt said.
Ciri giggled. "Of course!"
Triss gestured for them to all follow her, but before she could follow the group, Geralt took Yennefer aside.
"Let me guess," Yennefer started "You want to ask me about Rayanna's eyes."
Before he had a chance to speak, Yennefer spoke again.
"I'm not an idiot Geralt, and I didn't have to read your mind either. I simply know you." Yen answered.
"Wellll?" Geralt prompted.
"It is quite peculiar.." Yen began, still holding the infant in her arms. "Her eyes suggest that she's been exposed to mutagins."
"But she hasn't." Geralt said.
"Except to the ones in your blood stream." Yen retorted.
Geralt didn't know what to say.
"She's not in pain. I would have sensed it. So I'm not entirely sure about what to make of it, and her. And we won't know till she's older" Yennefer said.
Geralt nodded.
"But what I do know is that you have a beautiful and heathy baby girl." Yen said, smiling warmly first at the baby, then at Geralt. "Thank you for allowing me to be part of her life."
Geralt nodded again in reply and in gratitude.
"Come on, lets rejoin the others." Yennefer said.
As they walked out of the room Yen spoke again. "I hope you're going to tell Triss about this."
"She already knows." Geralt chuckled. "Who do you think got Ciri out of the room?"
It was not but a few weeks later and Triss had to return to being adviser to Kovir's king. Triss was excited to return to work but at the same time not looking forward to leaving her little bundle of joy at home. "Alright, I left a few bottles just in case. Remember she's only a few weeks old and needs to eat every couple hours and-"
"Triss go, we'll be fineeee. If I can handle Griffins and Forktails I can handle a baby." Geralt said.
Triss shook her head. "That's what I'm afraid of."
Geralt walked up to her and calmed her with a quick kiss on the lips which won him a smile from those same lips.
"Alright Im going. I'm late as it is. And Geralt.." Triss said, before teleporting. Something she was happy she could do again.
"Yes?" Geralt spoke.
"No Witcher Contracts. " She smirked playfully, and with that final comment she was gone.
Geralt held his daughter up so that he was looking start at her face.
"Mommy's so silly." He said as the infant laughed. "Come on, you can watch daddy sharpen swords and mix oils."
As Geralt was teaching his weeks old daughter how to mix vampire oil a knock came at the door. Geralt got up, cleaned his hands, picked up Rayanna and headed in that direction.
"Well if it isn't my dear friend Keira Metz." Geralt said, opening the door.
Keira gave him one of her famous looks before walking through the threshold. "Pleasure to see you Geralt, as always. Oh and, you're welcome for using the door by the way." Keira said.
Geralt chuckled and shut the door behind her as Keira quickly turned her attention to the baby in his arms. "Hello little Rayanna, how are we doing? Come to auntie Keira."
Geralt placed Rayanna into Keira's anticipating arms. Keira snuggled her close and placed a finger in the child's mouth that Ray happily sucked on.
"She's thriving and growing." Keira commented.
"That she is." Geralt replied. "So, what brings you by old friend."
"I'm meeting Triss." Keira started.
"She's not here." Geralt said.
"I know." Keira said sassily, giving him another one of her famous looks.
"I'm meeting her in royal court in a few hours. I have a audience with your king." Keira told him.
"About what?" Geralt asked.
"About my cure for the plague." Keira almost laughed. "You're aware I found a cure."
Geralt nodded.
"Well King Tancerd would like to be proactive and have the remedy on hand in case it spreads this far." She paused a moment. "He's a good king."
Geralt sharpened his swords while he and Keira talked. While the good friends chatted, Keira also played with Rayanna. Bouncing her up and down and making magical images of animals dance above her head. Rayanna cued and giggled with delight.
"It was good to see you Geralt." Keira said, rising from her seated place. "But I must be off. Triss and his royal majesty are waiting."
"Farewell Keira, come again." Geralt said.
"Will do witcher." She answered before placing a kiss on Rayanna's forehead, handing her to Geralt, and being off.
A few months later...
Triss awoke to what sounded like giggling. It was the middle of the night and her and Geralt had fallen fast asleep after making love that night.
"Geralt.." Triss whispered sleepily into his chest.
"Hmm," came Geralt's groggy reply.
"I think the baby's awake." Triss said, sitting up and rubbing sleep from her eyes.
Geralt reluctantly sat up too, his witcher senses picking up the sound of laughing."What is she up to at this hour of the night?"
"Can't be too much." Triss said.
"Butttttt you'd feel better if we got up and checked it out." Geralt groaned sleepily.
Triss smiled warmly and thankfully. She wrapped herself in a towel as Geralt pulled on his drawers. They both left the bedroom and headed down the hall to Rayanna's room.
Triss opened the door and her mouth almost immediately fell open. But not a sound came out.
Finally, after a moment she said, "Geralt, are you seeing this?"
"I am." Geralt said from beside her.
Rayanna sat in her crib, giggling with delight as a flame hovered above her hand. Each time she closed her fist the flame would disappear and reaper when she opened it again. She seemed to notice her parents there for the flame in her hand disappeared completely as she smiled at them with the innocence of the infant she was.
Geralt and Triss looked at her with amazement. Both thinking the same thing... that it was true that they'd have to wait till she was older still.. but that it was possible that Rayanna was neither Witcher or Sorceress... but both.
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