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Philippa’s dark eyes blazed with frosty fury.But it was Sile de Tansarville that spoke next to Ciri. 

‘You still have a lotto learn, girl,’ she said, covering her neck with her silver fox boa. ‘Many ofthe things you have seen and heard you will need to unlearn. Alone or withassistance. You have acquired a lot of bad habits, no doubt because of the evilyou have experienced in this world. But this is childish stubbornness, and nowyou can’t see that when someone only has your best interests at heart. You lashout around you with your claws like a wild kitten, so you have given us nochoice. We will take you by the neck and treat you like a child, without asecond thought. Because we are older, wiser and we know everything about whatwas, what is and we know a lot about what will be. We will take you by the necklike a child, so one day when you are a wise cat, you will sit here at thistable, among us. One of us. No! Not a word! Do not dare open your mouth whileSile de Tansarville speaks.’ 

The sorceress from Kovir’s voice was sharp andpenetrating as a knife scratching on iron, and hung over the table. Ciri wasnot the only one to shrink and draw he head down between her shoulders butother magicians of the Lodge as well, with maybe the exception of Philippa,Francesca and Assire. And Yennefer. 

‘You are right,’ said Sile, adjusting theboa around her neck again, ‘you were called to Montecalvo to meet your fate.But you were not right when you complained that you are nothing. You areeverything, you are the world’s future. At this point in time, you cannot evenunderstand, because you are just a kitten, a child who sees everyone asVilgefortz or Emhyr var Emries. At this point, it is not worth explaining thatyou are wrong. This is all for your sake and for the sake of the world. Therewill time for such explanations later. For now, you do not want to hear thevoice of reason, and you riposte every argument with a child’s stubbornness. Sonow you’ll be taken by the neck. I’m done. Philippa, declare the girl’s fate.’‘You are coming with me,’ Lady Owl said, breaking the heavy silence, ‘and Sileto Kovir, to Pont Vanis, the summer capital of the kingdom. As you are nolonger Cirilla of Cintra, during the course of the audience you will bepresented as an adept of magic, being protected by us.  

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‘That ugly scar on your face,’ Sile said indifferently, ‘we will magicallyremove or disguise. You will be a beautiful and mysterious woman, and Iguarantee that Tancred Thyssen will go crazy for you. We will have to inventsome personal details. Cirilla is a nice name and not so rare, so you can keepit. But you still need a last name. I would not be against it, if you usedmine.’ ‘Or mine,’ Lady Owl said covering the smile on the corner of her lips.‘Cirilla Eilhart also sounds nice.’

- Lady of the Lake 

“I do not come here to take part in such discussions or to listen toyou spread your resentment and bombard us with insults. I'm not interested inthe role of mediator, and if you invited me here with this intention, I willsay it was to no avail. Indeed, I already suspect that I participate in vain,and I unnecessarily lose precious time at the great expense of my researchwork. However, I will refrain from making assumptions. Finally, I propose wecall on Philippa Eilhart to begin, so we can finally learn the reason for thisgathering. We will learn the role in which we play here. Then, without unnecessaryemotions we will decide whether we should continue the show or lower thecurtain. The discretion of which we are asked to commit, of course, obliges usall. And I, Sheala de Tancarville, will personally take appropriate actionagainst the indiscreet.” None of the sorceresses moved nor uttered a word.Triss did not for a moment doubt Sheala's warning. The Kovir recluse did notmake threats she threw to the wind.

- Baptism of Fire

First 2019 post, ayy~! I wanted to start the year with a nice pic, but that Fenris one just did not work! So cropped it and added some lil comics, that should work.

Note: A very speedy flash fanfic inspired by a headcanon by @tibo30 which I wanted to do that so badly which goes like this “ Geralt and Yen attended one of the duchess banquets together, Syanna was flirting all the time with Geralt. Later on, Yen kept throwing sexual innuendos here and there to make her message clear that this man is taken. Geralt was grinning like an idiot the whole time and he was so turned on. “so this is my stress relief fic for today as to the adjustments at work. And yes I have the loves version which I want to work on that headcanon XD

Thanks for the ask! :)