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Loving, Living, and Forgiving, The Witchers Way.	By : J915WinterKing Category: +S through Z > Witcher 3: Wild Hunt Views: 6787 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Jealousy, violence, hurt/comfort, love, war... Everything, starts during the Threesome quest, but definitely doesn't end there! Also, any character that I did not create for this story DOES NOT belong to me, they belong to CDPR.

Chapter List
- 6
- 7
- 8
So I promised a chapter 7 surprise, and here it is... Not gonna make you wait. Try and put your hand up to your phone to block your eyes from that first line... So that you don't spoil it just yet! I started to realize that my chapter names for the first 4 or so chapters were relatively shit? So I am gonna step that up, here is chapter 7! I hope you all enjoyed Chapter 6! I said this one would be short... But it didn't exactly turn out that way, lol. Also, just a fun fact, the greatest percentage of readers, views on this story, are originating from the country of Bahrain... A small middle-eastern country mostly made up of artificial islands! Cool! REVIEWS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED AND GIVE ME MORE MOTIVATION TO UPDATE SOONER!
Chapter 7- Priorities- a few hours before the morning after chapter 6...
"Thee most beautiful woman"s POV
"ahhhh! this headache!" I screamed into the air, frustrated. I had been trying to make these STUPID clay tiles that when broken alerted the sorcerer that made them... with a ping in her head, "THAT'S THE LAST THING I NEED RIGHT NOW!"
"Wait a second... what if I try this?" I chanted an incantation in beautiful elder speech and my hands lit up in a majestic blue and I swirled them in a figure-8 above the five clay tiles.
I heard a satisfying magical chi-chank (the one you hear when putting a glyph on your armor...) and they glew an orange color.
"Yes! finally!" I exclaimed! This had taken forever!
I jumped onto my bed and exhaled in a relieved sigh... That had taken hours! It's not easy to make those stupid things!
I had been contacted by Triss Merigold a few days ago, she explained the situation in the human world... The Wild Hunt hunting Cirilla, their struggle against them... Cirilla's potential and all that, yada yada yada. In the end Triss asked me if I could help them, pleaded... With a war raging on I was not too thrilled to leave my beautiful realm, and firmly declined, telling them "sorry, but you have to manage on your own." Triss just crossed her arms and pffted like she expected as much... Pissed me off. The young girl is incredibly talented, sure... But she didn't scare me at all, the man she wants as her lover though?Oof, now that's one man you should never cross. I wonder who he chose? I never liked Yennefer, she was cute as a figurine, nothing else...
2.5 person POV, it's a thing because I say it is, lol. Figured out who it is yet? My creation of 2.5 person POV is basically 2nd person, just without using the name of the character that is being narrated. Wow, that actually makes sense...
She had decided that she wasn't going to help them, but then thought about Cirilla and the Elder Blood, how much of a threat that would be if Eredin got his hands on her, he would cause some SERIOUS destruction and problems in this world... Which would then jeopardize her realm.
"Fuck," she thought... "Well, I gotta help them." She finally concluded, which started her project on the tiles...
She rested for a good hour or so then got up, got dressed, pocketed all the tiles and opened a portal to the throne room. When she stepped out everyone in the throne room immediately bowed low to her, her commanding general, the only man who had power second only to her in the kingdom... Who was standing next to her throne with spear in hand, kneeled down on one knee and spoke: "My Queen." He was her hand, he had a long, embroidered, very lightweight silver chain braided into his hair to mark him as such.
"Please, rise. I have something I must speak to you about, gather the generals and my council, meet in the council chamber in 15 minutes." She spoke commandingly.
"Yes, my Queen, it will be done." He spoke to her respectfully and with formality, they didn't speak so formally in private though, that got boring and draining... Even for her. She actually quite liked the man, maybe in a few years their relationship could become more personal and less professional...
"Pfft, no way he would even be interested in me... I'm his Queen, the poor man wouldn't dare... Shame..." She thought to herself.
She nodded at him and opened another portal, into the council chamber this time.
She took a seat at the head of the room, sat down and pondered what she was going to say, how to explain her decision... As she was thinking at least three people entered the room every minute. By the time 12 minutes had passed the room was already full.
"Damn, such a loyal and reliable subject... Too bad I've already run out of promotions for him, he's really good... I wonder if he's this good with... No, stop, you're the queen! Time to start this meeting..."
She looked to the man she was just thinking about, he was sitting directly to her left, a sincere and serious expression on his face with his hands laced in front of him.
"Damn, he'd make a good king... Wait, what? No, I'm just complimenting his politcal prowess." she thought to herself.
There was a total of 26 souls in the room, Her, her hand, 10 generals, and 14 council members.
She announced: "Thank you all for coming on such short notice, there is no real good way to say this, but I am temporarily leaving Dol Blathanna."
Instantly there was uproar in the room, as expected... She just sighed, she put her hands together in front of her and with an incantation she clapped them together and a thunderclap went through the chamber. Silence... As desired.
"Now, I understand that this comes as a surprise, but it's urgent. I will be leaving to travel to the northern realms to assist my sisters of the Lodge in defeating the Wild Hunt." She explained.
"Now speak, one at a time please."
"My queen, we need you here!" One of the generals exclaimed.
There was an audible muttering of agreement in the council chamber.
She sighed again.
"I already made my decision, this is very urgent we fail in the north and The Wild Hunt defeats us, meaning the king will get his hands on Cirilla, the princess of Cintra heir to Niflgaard and all that... Who is more importantly the only living kin of Lara Dorren, meaning she carries the Elder Blood in her veins, and can open passages between the worlds... There will be another conjunction of the spheres, which will reign death and destruction down on the entire world, including Dol Blathanna. I am leaving the kingdom in the trusted and capable hands of my Hand to the Queen. I won't be gone for a terribly long period of time, maybe a month at most, it is up to YOU ALL to keep everything in order until my return... I will be in contact should you need me."
She pulled out the 5 tiles from her pocket and showed them like a hand of cards to the council.
"To put it simply, without any magic terms..." She chuckled, "These are "Queen Callers," She allowed everyone to chuckle a bit at that then continued.
"Break one and I will be here as soon as possible, break two and I'll be here immediately, and I'll be prepared to deal with an emergency."
She handed them all to her hand, he gently took them and safely secured them to his chest.
"Any questions?" she asked politely.
Only one hand went up.
"Yes?" she called.
"When will you be leaving, my Queen?"
"Tonight, I need to prepare, pack and talk to someone before I leave."
He nodded and sat back down.
"I wouldn't be leaving unless I was 100% sure that it was in the best interest of the kingdom, and this is urgent."
"This meeting is dismissed," she called, and with a wave of her hand they all got up and left with a bow. Except her hand, who always stays seated because she usually always talks to him after meetings.
She turned to him, and looked at him.
His name was Cedric, she had known him for as long as she can remember, since they were young kids... He was her best friend, they did everything together. When she became Queen he kind of just went out of sight. She imagined that he thought now she was Queen, she wouldn't have time for his company or his friendship. He was wrong, she didn't forget about him and made him her first general. He quickly ascended the ranks, like quickly, and was made her hand a few years ago. Lately she had started seeing him as more than a friend, being the Queen gave her a more trust based opinion of people, the people she trusted the most were the people she liked the most.
She smiled and said to him: "Cedric, I will be leaving tonight in a few hours, right after I get packed and gather the strength to open a portal over such a long distance. I invite you to come talk to me before I leave, in my private chambers, you don't have to come, it's just an invitation. Should you decide to pay me a visit, please wear casual clothes, and drop all your formalities. I'd be delighted." Her tone was as non-professional as she could make it, she wasn't good at this stuff... She smiled at him, and before he could say anything, got up and opened a portal to leave to her chambers. Just before she stepped through though she sent him a warm, inviting smile.
A/N Yes, it's Francesca. Queen of the elves and ruler of Dol Blathanna... In this story she WILL be coming to help defend Ciri and fight the hunt, and she also will potentially have a lover. It gets lonely living forever, you know? Her and Cedric have grown up together, fought together, bled together, and will die together if they have to. They are far more than friends, and Francesca already has been feeling things for him. Touche? I hope this isn't a HORRIBLE plot twist or anything, or a "browser closer," ugh. Please, just bear with me.
Francesca, for the first time in over a century, was feeling horny needy girl excitement. She invited her hand to come to her personal chambers at night, and told him to wear casual clothes and drop the formalities... It doesn't take a genius to deduce what she intended...
As Queen she got lonely, she loved being Queen, but she got lonely doing it... She needed someone to keep her company, to make her feel loved. As Queen she started to develop the trait of judging and liking people based off how much she trusts them.
And she trusted him with her life, always would. Anyway, with his unparalleled loyalty and trustworthiness, she took a greater liking to him. She had always had a feeling of affection toward him, but never actually made it appear on the surface of her regal exterior.
She was a Queen true, but she was still a women, a famously beautiful women that was tired of being alone. Francesca was beautiful, some called her THE MOST beautiful, she of course was flattered and knew she gorgeous. But she never used her beauty to influence politics, or use it as a tool to get what she wanted, she was not a slut, and never would be. She'd rather negotiate for hours and fight politically to get what she wanted than use the tactic of sending one seductive smile... It disgusted her.
She sat at her mirror, looking at herself and combing her long luscious hair, she was sitting contently, not tensed, just relaxing and sitting up straight to comb her hair.
She had on an intricate and beautiful Elven, two piece lingerie set, NOT slutty and NOT too revealing. It was modest, accentuated her curves and showed a lot of her smooth skin. Nothing more. She knew how to get men's attention, but she wouldn't act like a slut.
As she was pondering, there was a knock at her door. She unlocked it with magic and called: "Come in!"
Cedric opened the door and went to step in but she stopped him.
"Cedric, know that once you cross that line into this room, I'm not your Queen, I'm a women that invited you to her private chambers at night to talk. So talk and treat me as such, no formalities."
She could tell by looking into her mirror, which was of course magic, that he was in his casual clothes, very well groomed, and with his hands behind his back.
"Handsome..." She thought.
He without hesitation stepped in...
"Good, he's either completely oblivious and ignorant to my intentions, or he is excited and eager to see where this is going, and interested..." She hoped for the later.
He was in view of her now, he had a good view of her curvy body, long hair, and gorgeous face... Both from the reflection of the mirror and his angle of view.
She kept combing, toying with him a bit... "Well?" She said eagerly.
"Like what you see?"
He gulped, "Oh yeah."
She smiled, "Good." She said and put her comb down on the mirror sill, then got up and walked toward him, swaying her hips. Her long legs crossing the distance quickly, she got up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
She leaned in just enough so that her lips were a few inches from his, he moved his hands to touch her but she stopped him.
"Not yet, I'm not just gonna give myself to you... You have to earn it." He pouted, but waited.
"First you need to answer four questions for me, answer correctly, and truthfully, and you'll get what you want."
He huskily said: "Ask away, My Queen." He didn't say it formally, he said it sexily.
She almost moaned at how great that sounds...
"First, I've had affectionate feelings for you for years now, I never showed it because of our position in the kingdom... But being the Queen is lonely, too lonely, especially for us Elves that live forever. So, have you felt the same for me? I noticed you sometimes smiling from the corner at me occasionally, I loved it... So?"
He didn't hesitate, "Yes, I did. I wanted nothing more than to kiss your luscious lips and love you like noone else can or is allowed to..."
She smiled warmly, "Good."
She moved closer to him, "Second, what are you think about right now? What did you think when you first saw me tonight?"
"That you look delicious." He said with a smirk.
She purred sexily, more than satisfied at his answer. "Mmmhmmm, ha ha ha, excellent." She moved even closer, it took all his will and self-control to not lean into her lips, and to not move his hands to touch her... She told him to wait, so he would.
"And finally..." she moved even closer to him, her body pressing against his chest, their lips were an inch apart.
"thirdly, who... Is... Your Queen?" She purred at him.
Without hesitation he responded, "You are." It was meant to be sexy, not formal like in the throne room, and it was sexy.
He knew that this was a side of her that practically no one had ever seen, and she was showing it to him... Because she loved and trusted him.
"Damn right." She stated, purring.
"And Lastly..." She moved even closer to whisper in his ear, she sexy said to him: "Finally... Who. Are. You?"
She moved back from his ear to look into his eyes, they were so dark she couldn't see the color, not in the dim light at least... It turned her on even more. That he found her so alluring, and arousing.
He thought for a second, "I am... Whatever you want me to be." He hesitated, which was good. She was expecting him to maybe say something sexy like: "I am yours." or maybe something boring and tacky like: "I am your subject." She hoped he would say what he did say, and she was happy, and aroused, he sure knew how to press her buttons right...
"Good... Please me and make me feel loved, and I'll not only reciprocate completely, but I'll tell you just who I want you to be to me."
She lovingly said to him, it was a promise, and with that she latched her luscious lips to his, she moaned and that gave him the permission he needed to touch her, and he moved his hands over the smooth skin of her back. She loved his touch on her skin, she hadn't felt someone touch her like this in over a century... Oh how she loved it.
After they ravished each others lips, her arms were around his neck, and on her perfect ass holding her up to him, she asked him: "Do you want me?" She purred at him seductively.
"More than anything or anyone, all I want is to ravish you."
"Good, then start taking me." And with that, the clothes started melting off their bodies, they made love for hours, loud sexy moans escaping her mouth and satisfied gasps out of his. They had the time of their lives, nothing but love and lust in the air...
Francesca was snuggled up to his side, they both had satisfied, loving grins on their faces. It was morning... they had made love all night until they passed out from exhaustion.
"I have to get going, lover." She said sadly and with great reluctance sat up, still naked.
He groaned and pleaded- "can't you stay just a little longer?"
"No, I can't, I have to go, I was supposed to leave last night, but I got... blissfully distracted."
He smiled, "I understand why you have to leave, be safe and come back to me, I love you."
"I'll come back, don't you worry, it's not that easy to kill me. I love you too Cedric, take good care of my kingdom, if you do a good job, I'll reward you handsomely." She cooed seductively to him.
"Mmmmmhhhhmm, I'll take extra care..." He assured her, looking forward to her return, also thinking about how he could rule like her...
"You've watched me rule, and ruled by my side for decades, you'll do great..."
"Thank you, for everything, for inviting me here... and for trusting me."
She smiled at him, "I'd trust you with my life, any time."
"And I'd trust you with my life, without hesitation."
"I love you, I'll be back as soon as I can, it will probably just be a month."
"Just..."
"I know, it didn't sound so long when I told the council that... Now it sounds like years."
"Mhmm." he replied.
"Don't you dare look at any of the other girls while I'm gone, I won't be pleased." She said seriously at him, feigned anger finely traced in her voice.
"No one could compare to you, My Queen." He said it slightly panicked, but also matter-of-factely.
"Damn right." She smiled at him.
She waved her hands and travel clothes appeared on her, elegant and regal but appropreite attire for traveling to meet with the Lodge.
She took her small travel case that was set right next to her megascope in her left hand, with her right she fiddled with one of the crystals, then she walked over to stand in front of her megascope and started chanting.
After a moment she raised her hands above her head, and her magic boiled in her.
Cedric was intrigued, he'd seen her use her magic many times before, but it looked as if she was trying a lot harder than she usually does opening this portal.
She closed her eyes and concentrated, it was a long ass distance as she would need a lot of energy to get to the northern realms from her beautiful realm in Dol Blathanna.
She concentrated hard and with suddenly brought her hands down in a swoosh and made a sharp pushing gesture.
Her hands were lit up orange, her color.
With a loud boom and a crack, a large portal boomed to life in the space between the three stands of her megascope. She smiled in satisfaction, it took a lot of power but it was a stable portal, aided by her megascope and the magic aura of the room and Dol Blathanna, the real of the blood of elves... She was able to make a stable portal that connected all the way from her personal chambers to the exact room where she wanted to go in the northern realms.
*laughter* "That was quite hard, but I did it! I am not only the most beautiful, but the strongest too!" Francesca exclaimed, proud.
She turned to face the bed, and Cedric, and said: "Put on some pants and come here, my prince." She cooed invitingly.
He raised an eyebrow but did as he was bid, she admired watching his toned muscles as he got up... she blushed lightly.
After a few seconds he came over to her, they hugged tightly then kissed.
"I told you yesterday that if you pleased me, and made me feel loved, I'd tell you what I wanted you to be."
"Mhmm?" He hummed, nodding.
"Well, I would say you certainly lived up to expectations, so I'll make good on my promise."
She leaned up close to his ear and whispered to him.
She whispered slowly, sensually, and seriously. "I want you... to be my King." She nipped his ear, pecked his lips, and with a light blush on her cheeks, she smiled and stepped through the portal, and was gone. Leaving him stunned, eyes wide as saucers. She had really just said that, to him, he would NOT let her down.
A/N- Oooooh! And the crowd goes wild! I wanted this to be as unexpected as possible, complete surprise, I really hope you like my character arc of Francesca Findabair in this story... I am pleased with it, really excited! It's gonna be awesome, OH, and that last line/ paragraph? Tingles! Lemme know if you agree. If you are reading, PLEASE review this chapter and tell me your opinion on this question: Should I work to somewhat repair Yennefer and Triss's friendship? And by extension Geralt's tolerance of her? Maybe just the first part? Maybe just the second part? IDK, I need ideas to add into transitioning back into the game storyline, after this or the next chapter! Remember... Only about 4-5 days have passed since the first chapter of this story took place:) Read and review!
Till next chapter, and, let me know what you think Ciri would do about this whole conflict between Geralt/Triss/Yennefer that happened in Chapter 6... Would she be upset at Yen? Upset with Geralt? Upset with Triss? Not care? Let me know, Ciri is a hard character to read, and even with my 420 hours of Witcher 3... I still don't really know. Oof... 420.
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