#lamden

So I'm writing a little exercise/experiment fic to work out Aiden's relationship with Guxart with the scenario being Vesemir breaking a no-contact dramatic breakup to let Guxart know that his kit is, indeed, alive, and ofc Guxart comes to Kaer Morhen to confirm this.

Things are revealed.

Lambert is pissed that Vesemir gave him so much shit for dating a cat when he had, apparently, done the same

Aiden is horrified because now he's imagining his father and his (in-law?) lover's father courting each other

Vesemir is so done. Guxart is grabbing popcorn

And then the cat instincts take over and he gets cuteness aggression

any bit of this part as the title... go crazy..

Reflected upon the murky gutter sky

The clouds rumbled in the sky as Lambert walked beside his horse, Aiden's trailing behind him as he led them both… somewhere. Maybe to the Dyn Marv.

Maybe not.

He didn't think he had the strength to face them right now, nor did he think they'd want to hear from him.

He should've stuck with Aiden, should've had his back. Aiden always did.

A drop of water fell on Lambert's arm as the horses grew more distressed. He sighed as he heard Aiden's horse whinny and bump his shoulder with its muzzle.

'We should've stayed over at the last town over. They had a pretty nice abandoned barn on the outskirts' is what Aiden would've said if he were here. Another drop fell on Lambert's cheek.

Lambert tugged at the horses' reins slightly, leading them over to the shade made by the boulder formations a bit deeper into the forest. It wasn't an abandoned barn, but at least they weren't going to get drenched. Sitting still against the boulders for a moment after all this time of constantly walking and wandering, with the rain pitter-pattering on his surroundings, Lambert leaned his head back resting it on the surface of the rock.

The hollow feeling growing in his gut ever since he saw Aiden's lifeless eyes seemed to finally consume him. He knew Aiden was gone. Forever.

He'd frantically poured White Raffard's Decoction and Swallow into his mouth, despite knowing that there was no heartbeat and hadn't been for a while. He'd held Aiden's bleeding head against his chest for hours when he found him. He'd screamed and cursed at the world for taking away the one good thing he found on the Path. Possibly the only good thing. He'd stared at the pool of blood, still wet under where Aiden lay, reflecting light from the stars in the clear night sky.

He'd swore to kill Jad fucking Karadin and his gods damned band of assassins.

But Aiden was gone.

Forever.

i know i was supposed to write a summary but have a drabble instead ^^ I love my doomed witchers^^

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