#powerful jaskier

hi!! sorry again for the delay. here is the poem i wrote inspired by your lovely prompt following a short thingy i wrote about the setting

geralt and jaskier were staying at a fairly old inn for the night after a week of finishing up contracts. and jaskier was merrily sitting in the corner by the fireplace, surrounded by a dense crowd, ready to hear the bard's songs first hand. jaskier was going through every song of his, smiling at everyone and basking in the amber light cast by the flames. geralt, of course, had taken over a table in the far corner of the room, away from the excitement of the people. at first, he'd tried to look intimidating and unphased, to keep up his witchery appearance but he'd completely failed at that. now, he was gazing at jaskier through a small space in the crowd. at the way his hair shone, nearly golden and at his blue eyes, wide-pupiled and burning with giddiness. something was off though. geralt focused his attention on the music and quickly realized the bard was strumming different chords than the ones he remembered hearing so many times. and, well, jaskier caught his gaze through the space, threw him a wide smile, coupled with a glint in his eye and began performing his new piece.

"good, you sure can fight, you're big and scary

you're the children's greatest fear

but i'm not some princess nor a damsel

do you see me sprinting off my dear?

remember when we were surrounded

and they caught you by surprise

without a thought i snatched your weapon

and i aimed it at their eyes

i heard that i'm a simple lover

but we fought the creatures side by side

i'm a poet, yes, a singer

but i'm a living challenge, i dont hide

i've sung of witchers, now get ready

for the story of the humble bard!!

i've sung about the mythical adventures

but not the sword i've broken down to art

i'm the noble dog they speak of

i sing the praises, i am king

i'm a viscount, darling, not some kitten,

a triumphant, solemn thing"