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𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔴𝔬

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𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔴𝔬

❝𝔄𝔩𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔇𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩❞

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               I WAITED FOR MINE AND GERALD'S cups to be filled when someone started playing a lute. The man started singing with an arrogant expression on his handsome face.

"You think you're safe
Without a care
But here in Posada
You'd be wise to beware
The pike with the spike
That lurks in your drawers
Or the flying drake
That will fill you with horror Need old Nan the Hag
To stir up a potion
So that your lady
May get an abortion..."

"Abort yourself!" A man yelled and others started throwing things at him.

I chuckled and passed by the bard, avoiding bread coming his way, "Oh, oi! Stop! Fuck off!" He yelled and I felt his eyes on me.

"Shut up!" A woman screamed.

"I'm so glad that I could bring you all together like this." The man said, "Unbelievable."

I sat down next to Geralt and passed him his cup, "Drink up. You're gonna need it." I stated, already swallowing the half of my cup.

He looked at me confused, "Why?"