And Another One @eksterzang
Chapter 1 - It was a good day This is actually my first time posting here and I haven't quite figured out the mechanics/system yet, will try to change the layout for readability, but if there's anything else i can do please let me know

Essi must’ve been having troubles with her computer, considering how long it was taking her to contact him. In the meantime, Geralt went through the items where a final decision was reached.

 

The venue was to be a small clearing in the woods, it was where Shani and Essi had their fifth date. Geralt had already visited it. With the ceremony taking place in the afternoon, the sunrays would peep through the leaves, creating a mosaic of light. It would be a prime opportunity for Triss to shine. The greens of summer would combine splendidly with any bouquet she could dream up. The bright flowers and the deep ferns would create an almost magical atmosphere.

The seating was a whole other issue, though. There would need to be six benches moved to and from the clearing. The benches were made of a thick oak wood, Shani informed him, so they would be difficult to transport, whereupon he let out a well-deserved "fuck".

The seating was a whole other issue, though. There would need to be six benches moved to and from the clearing. The benches were made of a thick oak wood, Shani informed him, so they would be difficult to transport, whereupon he let out a well-deserved "fuck".

Fortunately, Geralt had managed to find people who would be able to carry them. At least Essi and Shani had a vision of what they wanted. The only problem then is making it happen. There truly was nothing more frustrating than people who had no idea what they wanted, or worse, couldn't stick to a decision once it was made.

Fortunately, Geralt had managed to find people who would be able to carry them. At least Essi and Shani had a vision of what they wanted. The only problem then is making it happen. There truly was nothing more frustrating than people who had no idea what they wanted, or worse, couldn't stick to a decision once it was made.

He had received word from Yennefer earlier in the day. Essi's dress was almost finished. Geralt gathered the files into his folder, grabbed his coat, pet his cat, left the office and closed the doors behind him. He then made his way over to his old beige car, lovingly named Roachie, after the dog who'd been his companion for years.

He had received word from Yennefer earlier in the day. Essi's dress was almost finished. Geralt gathered the files into his folder, grabbed his coat, pet his cat, left the office and closed the doors behind him. He then made his way over to his old beige car, lovingly named Roachie, after the dog who'd been his companion for years.

While driving further into town, he passed more and more high-rise buildings, until the sky itself was taken over by grey. But soon, more trees were integrated into the landscape. He then knew that it wouldn’t be long until he reached Yennefer’s place, as her workspace was located in the fancier parts of town. Geralt had doubted for a long time where to locate his office. Preferably, he’d just stayed on the hill outside of town, near his brothers and father. Unfortunately, his customers would probably not be charmed by the rustic atmosphere. On the other hand, it was better to keep work and family separated, not that Geralt ever succeeded in keeping himself to that.

This meant that his daughter and cat were home alone most of the time, but he tried to make time for them whenever possible. Besides, Ciri was about to turn sixteen, she loved being a bit more independent. She spent half of her time at Yennefer's place, anyway, even though Geralt wished to see her more often. However, he wouldn't begrudge them their time together. They all needed one another, even if Yen wouldn't actually admit to it. Her actions spoke volumes, though.

 

Yen’s dresses were always masterpieces, but what she truly excelled at was adding a personal touch. It was like she could reach into people's minds and extract their thoughts and feelings. It was a comfort when Geralt himself didn't have the words to describe what he was going through, but at other times it was infuriating. Just last year there was a bride who'd only given Geralt some details to work with. Her dress design just couldn't be finalised, because there was always something that was just off about it. Somehow, after weeks of mental sparring with Geralt, it only took a few minutes with Yennefer for the problem to spill out. Turns out the death of a friend was not inductive to wedding planning. In the end, Yennefer had managed to find a way to incorporate a tangible presence of her friend into the dress, which solved all previous reservations.

Yen’s dresses were always masterpieces, but what she truly excelled at was adding a personal touch. It was like she could reach into people's minds and extract their thoughts and feelings. It was a comfort when Geralt himself didn't have the words to describe what he was going through, but at other times it was infuriating. Just last year there was a bride who'd only given Geralt some details to work with. Her dress design just couldn't be finalised, because there was always something that was just off about it. Somehow, after weeks of mental sparring with Geralt, it only took a few minutes with Yennefer for the problem to spill out. Turns out the death of a friend was not inductive to wedding planning. In the end, Yennefer had managed to find a way to incorporate a tangible presence of her friend into the dress, which solved all previous reservations.

As Geralt parked his car at Yennefer’s office, he heard shouting coming from inside. There was only one person who could wind Yennefer up like that, and it wasn’t someone Geralt felt like dealing with. So maybe he stalled a bit until Yennefer slammed the phone down to enter the building. The cold air was making his breath visible, but some things were worth waiting out.

As Geralt parked his car at Yennefer’s office, he heard shouting coming from inside. There was only one person who could wind Yennefer up like that, and it wasn’t someone Geralt felt like dealing with. So maybe he stalled a bit until Yennefer slammed the phone down to enter the building. The cold air was making his breath visible, but some things were worth waiting out.

Yennefer’s office was organised and spotless, as always. Not a dust particle out of place. Yennefer herself, on the other hand, was seething with rage. Even the desk in between them couldn’t stop her energies from reaching him.

Yennefer’s office was organised and spotless, as always. Not a dust particle out of place. Yennefer herself, on the other hand, was seething with rage. Even the desk in between them couldn’t stop her energies from reaching him.

"Can you believe them!?" She bellowed. It looked like she was sparking with electricity, her eyes violet and bright.

"Can you believe them!?" She bellowed. It looked like she was sparking with electricity, her eyes violet and bright.

 

Sometimes, it was easier to let Yen rant, lest it all build up.

 

"Who?"

But bullshitting her may not have been the best choice in situations such as these. At this, Yennefer directed her gaze upon Geralt and saw right through him, as she’s always done.

But bullshitting her may not have been the best choice in situations such as these. At this, Yennefer directed her gaze upon Geralt and saw right through him, as she’s always done.

 

“You know damn well whom I mean, Geralt.”

At his continued silence, Yennefer sighed and started explaining. “Pavetta wants Ciri to spend more time at Duny and her place.”

At his continued silence, Yennefer sighed and started explaining. “Pavetta wants Ciri to spend more time at Duny and her place.”

 

“But they’re always-”

“Yes, I know they’re always gone. There’s a reason she spends so much time with us. And believe me, I'm glad of it, but not when they keep calling us to comment on the way we are raising their child."

“Yes, I know they’re always gone. There’s a reason she spends so much time with us. And believe me, I'm glad of it, but not when they keep calling us to comment on the way we are raising their child."

Geralt could only hum in assent, he agreed with everything Yennefer said in any case.

Geralt could only hum in assent, he agreed with everything Yennefer said in any case.

 

"Hmmm."

"Why are you here?" Yennefer sighed, pinching her nose, "Can't you see I'm busy?" His eyes then fell onto the design book that was opened in front of her.

"Why are you here?" Yennefer sighed, pinching her nose, "Can't you see I'm busy?" His eyes then fell onto the design book that was opened in front of her.

"Was wondering how Essi's dress was coming along." Yennefer perked up at that. Not obviously, mind you, but it was clear in the way she clenched her fingers and the small movement in her eyebrows.

"Was wondering how Essi's dress was coming along." Yennefer perked up at that. Not obviously, mind you, but it was clear in the way she clenched her fingers and the small movement in her eyebrows.

"I'll show you," Yennefer said, "follow me." She then got up from behind her desk and grabbed the cane that was perched against it. As Yennefer walked in front of him through the hallway, Geralt was struck by how Yennefer was in her element like this, having full control over everything she created. She led him to her workspace, the cane a rhythmic accompaniment. Yennefer opened the doors, flicked on the lights, dragged the mannequin in question to the middle of the room, and then finally sat down again.

"I'll show you," Yennefer said, "follow me." She then got up from behind her desk and grabbed the cane that was perched against it. As Yennefer walked in front of him through the hallway, Geralt was struck by how Yennefer was in her element like this, having full control over everything she created. She led him to her workspace, the cane a rhythmic accompaniment. Yennefer opened the doors, flicked on the lights, dragged the mannequin in question to the middle of the room, and then finally sat down again.

Essi was in want of a dress to reflect the ethereal quality of the clearing they had picked out. The dress Yennefer showed on the mannequin was perfect, of course it was. It was a white dress with a sweetheart neckline with tulle shoulder decorations. From there, it spread out into an A-line skirt. The detail on the bodice was gorgeous, but what truly grabbed Geralt's attention was the coloured tulle at the bottom of the dress. The blues, pinks and greens blending up into the white of the skirt, which would look gorgeous at the venue, catching the light while blending into the forest floor, both making her part of the environment and dragging her into the spotlight of the summer sun. It was enchanting.

Essi was in want of a dress to reflect the ethereal quality of the clearing they had picked out. The dress Yennefer showed on the mannequin was perfect, of course it was. It was a white dress with a sweetheart neckline with tulle shoulder decorations. From there, it spread out into an A-line skirt. The detail on the bodice was gorgeous, but what truly grabbed Geralt's attention was the coloured tulle at the bottom of the dress. The blues, pinks and greens blending up into the white of the skirt, which would look gorgeous at the venue, catching the light while blending into the forest floor, both making her part of the environment and dragging her into the spotlight of the summer sun. It was enchanting.

 

“It looks great.” Geralt said.

“Of course it does,” Yennefer said self-assuredly. Geralt could tell she was glad to hear it, though. He quickly made a picture and sent it off to Essi.

“Of course it does,” Yennefer said self-assuredly. Geralt could tell she was glad to hear it, though. He quickly made a picture and sent it off to Essi.

Not a minute later he received a reply.

 

Oh Melitele I LOVE it!!!!!!

please tell me when it’s done so i can come for a fitting

 

“Essi wants to know when she can come in to try it on.”

“She’d best contact me about it.” Yennefer replied, “Did you talk to the musician yet?”

“She’d best contact me about it.” Yennefer replied, “Did you talk to the musician yet?”

“Hmm, waiting for Essi to send me his details.” Yennefer raised her brow at that. “I should get going, have to get to Triss to discuss flowers with Shani.”

“Hmm, waiting for Essi to send me his details.” Yennefer raised her brow at that. “I should get going, have to get to Triss to discuss flowers with Shani.”

 

“Alright, talk to you later.”

 

--

It was eleven o’clock when he left the office, a bit early for his next appointment, but long enough to stop by the coffee place around the corner. As soon as the barista saw him, she exclaimed, “hot chocolate coming right up!” Geralt quickly got his wallet out and put the usual amount in the tip jar, after which he paid for his drink. He then made his way to his favourite corner of the little cafe. It was dark enough not to be noticed immediately, but it also wasn’t so dark to make people wonder whether a lamp was broken. It was just… cozy. As he nursed his beverage, there was a flurry of movement, as another customer quickly left the building, talking on the phone excitedly, forgetting his coffee in the process. Absentmindedly, Geralt thought there was a pleasing lilt to his voice.

It was eleven o’clock when he left the office, a bit early for his next appointment, but long enough to stop by the coffee place around the corner. As soon as the barista saw him, she exclaimed, “hot chocolate coming right up!” Geralt quickly got his wallet out and put the usual amount in the tip jar, after which he paid for his drink. He then made his way to his favourite corner of the little cafe. It was dark enough not to be noticed immediately, but it also wasn’t so dark to make people wonder whether a lamp was broken. It was just… cozy. As he nursed his beverage, there was a flurry of movement, as another customer quickly left the building, talking on the phone excitedly, forgetting his coffee in the process. Absentmindedly, Geralt thought there was a pleasing lilt to his voice.

Then Geralt was done drinking his hot chocolate, and he left the coffee shop to get to Triss. She had been Geralt's go-to florist, ever since what Yennefer sneeringly dubbed "The Incident", in which the previous one forgot about the order, and Geralt was forced to buy flowers at the supermarket, as all the regular shops were closed on a Sunday.

Then Geralt was done drinking his hot chocolate, and he left the coffee shop to get to Triss. She had been Geralt's go-to florist, ever since what Yennefer sneeringly dubbed "The Incident", in which the previous one forgot about the order, and Geralt was forced to buy flowers at the supermarket, as all the regular shops were closed on a Sunday.

Triss’ place was a bit further into the city centre, a pop of green in the lifeless concrete. A little bell rang as Geralt opened the door.

“... are some of the options we have. Of course, we can always look at different colours, but these flowers will fit very nicely with the colour scheme and the venue. That is, if you haven’t changed your mind. I understood that your fiancee’s dress contains several colours, so adapting -Oh, Geralt! There you are!” Triss bounced up when she noticed his presence. Shani was about to get up, but Geralt waved his hands.

“... are some of the options we have. Of course, we can always look at different colours, but these flowers will fit very nicely with the colour scheme and the venue. That is, if you haven’t changed your mind. I understood that your fiancee’s dress contains several colours, so adapting -Oh, Geralt! There you are!” Triss bounced up when she noticed his presence. Shani was about to get up, but Geralt waved his hands.

 

“No need for that, it’s good to see you.”

“Nice of you to join us, Geralt. Triss and I already got started as I was here a bit early.” Shani said. So there was no reason to go by the coffee place after all.

“Nice of you to join us, Geralt. Triss and I already got started as I was here a bit early.” Shani said. So there was no reason to go by the coffee place after all.

“We were just talking about maybe exchanging the hibiscus for amaranth.” Geralt frowned at this. The hibiscus was a gorgeous, bright centrepiece, and they would be blooming in summer. Amaranth, on the other hand, was usually much darker and didn’t have the delicate colours of hibiscus.

“We were just talking about maybe exchanging the hibiscus for amaranth.” Geralt frowned at this. The hibiscus was a gorgeous, bright centrepiece, and they would be blooming in summer. Amaranth, on the other hand, was usually much darker and didn’t have the delicate colours of hibiscus.

“Are you sure about that?” Geralt grunted. “We already decided on the hibiscus.”

“Are you sure about that?” Geralt grunted. “We already decided on the hibiscus.”

“Both are great options, but we have to think about the venue as well,” Triss said, “the shape of the amaranth will blend right in with the ferns that will undoubtedly have grown by then. We can use other bright plants to make them stand out."

“Both are great options, but we have to think about the venue as well,” Triss said, “the shape of the amaranth will blend right in with the ferns that will undoubtedly have grown by then. We can use other bright plants to make them stand out."

"What about the decorations, though?" Essi interjected, "it is a very pretty flower."

"What about the decorations, though?" Essi interjected, "it is a very pretty flower."

"I agree," Geralt said quickly. His furrowed brow slowly started releasing tension at this. Hibiscus was a solid choice. Pretty, delicate, a pleasant scent. It would be nice to keep it in there.

"I agree," Geralt said quickly. His furrowed brow slowly started releasing tension at this. Hibiscus was a solid choice. Pretty, delicate, a pleasant scent. It would be nice to keep it in there.

"What does Essi think about it?" Geralt asked, it was her wedding as well. Usually, couples came together to discuss the details, but Essi and Shani were on one line, and seemed to have discussed a lot beforehand.

"What does Essi think about it?" Geralt asked, it was her wedding as well. Usually, couples came together to discuss the details, but Essi and Shani were on one line, and seemed to have discussed a lot beforehand.

"Essi just wants it to look good." Shani answered, "and does it?" At Geralt's confused look, she clarified, "does it look good with the dress? With my suit?"

"Essi just wants it to look good." Shani answered, "and does it?" At Geralt's confused look, she clarified, "does it look good with the dress? With my suit?"

He had to think about this for a moment. The greens, blues and pinks of the dress wouldn't match exactly, but perhaps if Yennefer were to add some darker reds it would be more grounded. A pocket square of the same colour would solve the issue as well.

He had to think about this for a moment. The greens, blues and pinks of the dress wouldn't match exactly, but perhaps if Yennefer were to add some darker reds it would be more grounded. A pocket square of the same colour would solve the issue as well.

 

"It will, I'll text Yennefer about adding some red."

Triss looked very relieved at this. "That won't be too much work for her, right?" Triss knew it wouldn't be. Otherwise she would've said so immediately.

Triss looked very relieved at this. "That won't be too much work for her, right?" Triss knew it wouldn't be. Otherwise she would've said so immediately.

Geralt's phone buzzed. An email notification. He was about to delete it when he saw the contents. Finally, Essi had sent the singer's contact information. Shani looked at him with a questioning look in her eyes.

Geralt's phone buzzed. An email notification. He was about to delete it when he saw the contents. Finally, Essi had sent the singer's contact information. Shani looked at him with a questioning look in her eyes.

"Excuse me, I believe you have this in hand, I really need to…" Geralt couldn't find the words, "... call this guy." He really had to book this singer as soon as possible. "Triss, if there are any other major changes please let me know."

"Excuse me, I believe you have this in hand, I really need to…" Geralt couldn't find the words, "... call this guy." He really had to book this singer as soon as possible. "Triss, if there are any other major changes please let me know."

"Sure!" Triss smiled, "but I don't think we'll change a whole lot after this, right Shani?"

"Sure!" Triss smiled, "but I don't think we'll change a whole lot after this, right Shani?"

 

"Yeah."

Geralt was incredibly glad to hear that. He left the warmth of the flower shop and went to his car to have a phone call. When he was seated, he turned up the heating and added the singer’s contact information to his phone, then he opened the calling application.

Geralt was incredibly glad to hear that. He left the warmth of the flower shop and went to his car to have a phone call. When he was seated, he turned up the heating and added the singer’s contact information to his phone, then he opened the calling application.

 

The phone rang once, twice...

 

five times until someone answered it.

“Hello this is Jaskier!” came the excited voice at the other end of the line. At least he was chipper.

“Hello this is Jaskier!” came the excited voice at the other end of the line. At least he was chipper.

“You’re speaking with Geralt of Rivia from Rivia Weddings. I am calling in regards to the wedding I am planni-”

“You’re speaking with Geralt of Rivia from Rivia Weddings. I am calling in regards to the wedding I am planni-”

“Right! For Shani and Essi! I’m so excited they’ve asked me. Of course, I’ve known Essi for ages and I actually would’ve been quite offended if the both of them hadn’t included me in some way, but to be the lead musician, let me tell you, Geralt -Is it okay if I call you Geralt?- I’ve just released some music so I am very excited to be able to play some of it at their wedding. Essi called me earlier today to tell me all about it and I think everything just sounds absolutely lovely. The wedding won’t be big, so it’s not like I’ll get a new audience. Actually, there’s a big chance that I’ll know everyone, except maybe save for some great grandmother or grandfather or any kind of parent -” Geralt would never figure out how he got that all out in one breath. He also had to try very hard not to make a sound while gawking at the sheer amount of words directed his way.

“Right! For Shani and Essi! I’m so excited they’ve asked me. Of course, I’ve known Essi for ages and I actually would’ve been quite offended if the both of them hadn’t included me in some way, but to be the lead musician, let me tell you, Geralt -Is it okay if I call you Geralt?- I’ve just released some music so I am very excited to be able to play some of it at their wedding. Essi called me earlier today to tell me all about it and I think everything just sounds absolutely lovely. The wedding won’t be big, so it’s not like I’ll get a new audience. Actually, there’s a big chance that I’ll know everyone, except maybe save for some great grandmother or grandfather or any kind of parent -” Geralt would never figure out how he got that all out in one breath. He also had to try very hard not to make a sound while gawking at the sheer amount of words directed his way.

 

“Geralt are you even listening to me?”

“Yes,” he bluffed. “I called you because I wanted to schedule a meeting to discuss the proceedings”

“Yes,” he bluffed. “I called you because I wanted to schedule a meeting to discuss the proceedings”

 

“It’s Monday, right? Are you free on Wednesday?”

 

“It’s Tuesday, Jaskier.”

Then it was silent at the other end of the line for an almost uncomfortably long moment.

Then it was silent at the other end of the line for an almost uncomfortably long moment.

 

And then, “Already?! Well Thursday then?”

 

Geralt was not looking forward to meeting this person.

“Alright, penning you down for then. Do you have any preference for a time and place? I’ll be free the entire afternoon.”

“Alright, penning you down for then. Do you have any preference for a time and place? I’ll be free the entire afternoon.”

“I know the nicest coffee place downtown; I’ll send you the address. And as for the time, I’m meeting a record representative in the late afternoon, so how about noon?” Geralt raised his brows at this. So he’d actually managed to be noticed, that implied that he wasn’t the absolute worst.

“I know the nicest coffee place downtown; I’ll send you the address. And as for the time, I’m meeting a record representative in the late afternoon, so how about noon?” Geralt raised his brows at this. So he’d actually managed to be noticed, that implied that he wasn’t the absolute worst.

“Great. I’ll see you then. I’ll try to find a seat in a corner, to be recognisable.”

“Great. I’ll see you then. I’ll try to find a seat in a corner, to be recognisable.”

After his socially draining day, Geralt went home. Driving to the peace that could be found at the edge of town already helped revive some of his energy. As he parked into the driveway, Ciri returned home from school. There was something that slipped his mind, but he just couldn’t recall.

After his socially draining day, Geralt went home. Driving to the peace that could be found at the edge of town already helped revive some of his energy. As he parked into the driveway, Ciri returned home from school. There was something that slipped his mind, but he just couldn’t recall.

 

“How was school, cub?”

“It was fine,” Ciri sighed, obviously tired as well. “But I had a good time at lunch, Dara’s mum made the most delicious cookies and he shared them with-”

“It was fine,” Ciri sighed, obviously tired as well. “But I had a good time at lunch, Dara’s mum made the most delicious cookies and he shared them with-”

And Geralt let the comforting sound of home wash over him as he prepared their dinner.

And Geralt let the comforting sound of home wash over him as he prepared their dinner.

 

--

Finally, Thursday rolled around. Geralt had finally had the chance to have a bit of a lie-in, which he thought he’d need, as he was meeting the human equivalent of fifteen espresso shots today.

Finally, Thursday rolled around. Geralt had finally had the chance to have a bit of a lie-in, which he thought he’d need, as he was meeting the human equivalent of fifteen espresso shots today.

Somehow, the coffee place Jaskier had suggested was the one he went to regularly. At least the location would be familiar. On his way to Brokilon Beans, he went over the coming interaction. First, he’d introduce himself, talk about the documents that needed to be signed, ask a question about Jaskier’s relation to Essi, and perhaps if there was time left he’d ask after his record.

Somehow, the coffee place Jaskier had suggested was the one he went to regularly. At least the location would be familiar. On his way to Brokilon Beans, he went over the coming interaction. First, he’d introduce himself, talk about the documents that needed to be signed, ask a question about Jaskier’s relation to Essi, and perhaps if there was time left he’d ask after his record.

When he entered, the barista started making his hot chocolate. Geralt got out his wallet and paid swiftly for it, after which he went to his favourite corner in the building. He sat down and checked his watch. Exactly on time. Perfect.

When he entered, the barista started making his hot chocolate. Geralt got out his wallet and paid swiftly for it, after which he went to his favourite corner in the building. He sat down and checked his watch. Exactly on time. Perfect.

It was five past twelve and Jaskier still hadn’t shown up. Suddenly, someone in a hurry entered the shop. He ran to the counter and Geralt could overhear him ordering the sweetest drink he had ever heard of, and it somehow still contained coffee.

It was five past twelve and Jaskier still hadn’t shown up. Suddenly, someone in a hurry entered the shop. He ran to the counter and Geralt could overhear him ordering the sweetest drink he had ever heard of, and it somehow still contained coffee.

Geralt briefly hoped that this would be the musician, but his hopes were dashed when he went to the other side of the building, to another man in the corner over there. Geralt took a sip of his drink, not wanting it to cool down entirely. The sweet, familiar smell calmed his nerves.

Geralt briefly hoped that this would be the musician, but his hopes were dashed when he went to the other side of the building, to another man in the corner over there. Geralt took a sip of his drink, not wanting it to cool down entirely. The sweet, familiar smell calmed his nerves.

The man then turned around and walked over to Geralt. His eyes quickly went over him. The stranger looked good, even if Geralt didn't want to consciously think about it. His hair was a nice deep brown, almost reaching his shoulders, and looking fluffy. There was a nice amount of stubble gracing his face (and a nice amount of hair on his chest, his mind supplied unhelpfully). The light blue silk of his shirt really brought out his eyes, and when Geralt briefly met them with his own light brown ones, they lit up like the shiny necklace he was wearing.

The man then turned around and walked over to Geralt. His eyes quickly went over him. The stranger looked good, even if Geralt didn't want to consciously think about it. His hair was a nice deep brown, almost reaching his shoulders, and looking fluffy. There was a nice amount of stubble gracing his face (and a nice amount of hair on his chest, his mind supplied unhelpfully). The light blue silk of his shirt really brought out his eyes, and when Geralt briefly met them with his own light brown ones, they lit up like the shiny necklace he was wearing.

"Ah, you must be Geralt," he exclaimed, "I was just over there but turns out that was the wrong corner of the building, can you believe that?" He could. He just saw it happen. "I am, of course, Jaskier and I'm terribly sorry for being," at this, he looked at his watch and scrunched his nose, "eight minutes late." and he continued, "but I must tell you, I didn't expect you to be dressed entirely in black."

"Ah, you must be Geralt," he exclaimed, "I was just over there but turns out that was the wrong corner of the building, can you believe that?" He could. He just saw it happen. "I am, of course, Jaskier and I'm terribly sorry for being," at this, he looked at his watch and scrunched his nose, "eight minutes late." and he continued, "but I must tell you, I didn't expect you to be dressed entirely in black."

 

All Geralt could get out was a "Why not?"

"Well, you know," Jaskier waved around with his hands towards Geralt, as though it was obvious. Geralt noticed there were lots of rings on his fingers. They made a nice noise when clanging together. "With the whole wedding planner thing I just expected more… you know... romance." He moved his right hand in a sort of up-and-down movement, as though saying don’t you see.

"Well, you know," Jaskier waved around with his hands towards Geralt, as though it was obvious. Geralt noticed there were lots of rings on his fingers. They made a nice noise when clanging together. "With the whole wedding planner thing I just expected more… you know... romance." He moved his right hand in a sort of up-and-down movement, as though saying don’t you see.

"Romance." It was hard to keep up. He’d already failed step one, introducing himself.

"Romance." It was hard to keep up. He’d already failed step one, introducing himself.

“Not that you need a lot of it, mind you, you’re very swoon-worthy as is,” his eyes then widened to an almost comical degree and Geralt almost thought that he’d seen a grimace for a split second. Jaskier’s gaze was impossible to hold, his bright blue gaze flitted over everything, never settling. Not that Geralt wanted to look into his eyes. “So, about the wedding!” Jaskier said quickly. Fortunately for both of them, this directed their attention to more important matters.

“Not that you need a lot of it, mind you, you’re very swoon-worthy as is,” his eyes then widened to an almost comical degree and Geralt almost thought that he’d seen a grimace for a split second. Jaskier’s gaze was impossible to hold, his bright blue gaze flitted over everything, never settling. Not that Geralt wanted to look into his eyes. “So, about the wedding!” Jaskier said quickly. Fortunately for both of them, this directed their attention to more important matters.

“Right. It will take place on the tenth of July, you’ll need to be there one o’clock at the latest, and they want you for both the ceremony and the reception, so you’ll be required to be there for quite a few hours.” As Geralt explained more about the venue and the proceedings, Jaskier started to light up more and more, until he seemed to be vibrating with excitement.

“Right. It will take place on the tenth of July, you’ll need to be there one o’clock at the latest, and they want you for both the ceremony and the reception, so you’ll be required to be there for quite a few hours.” As Geralt explained more about the venue and the proceedings, Jaskier started to light up more and more, until he seemed to be vibrating with excitement.

“A little clearing? Oh my gods, Essi told me I’d like it but that is just adorable,” he gushed. “So what kind of instrument are you in want of? Guitar, piano, harpsichord, violin, lute,” Lute? “cello, harp, double bass?” Jaskier looked at him expectantly.

“A little clearing? Oh my gods, Essi told me I’d like it but that is just adorable,” he gushed. “So what kind of instrument are you in want of? Guitar, piano, harpsichord, violin, lute,” Lute? “cello, harp, double bass?” Jaskier looked at him expectantly.

Geralt felt his eyebrows rise at every additional instrument. “You play all those?”

Geralt felt his eyebrows rise at every additional instrument. “You play all those?”

“Yes, yes. Those are what I’m best at. Sure, you can park a drum set in front of me and some noise will come out, but I’m just much better at string instruments. The piano might be a little hard to move to the middle of the woods, so personally I’m more inclined to suggest the guitar or violin, or the lute of course.” Jaskier looked thoughtful for a moment, his head inclined and his lips almost pouting. “However, with the lute it’s more tuning than playing, and while I love the sound it might be a little annoying to have breaks in between. On the other hand, I will need breaks to drink some water, that is, if they want me to sing as well.”

“Yes, yes. Those are what I’m best at. Sure, you can park a drum set in front of me and some noise will come out, but I’m just much better at string instruments. The piano might be a little hard to move to the middle of the woods, so personally I’m more inclined to suggest the guitar or violin, or the lute of course.” Jaskier looked thoughtful for a moment, his head inclined and his lips almost pouting. “However, with the lute it’s more tuning than playing, and while I love the sound it might be a little annoying to have breaks in between. On the other hand, I will need breaks to drink some water, that is, if they want me to sing as well.”

 

“I believe singing would be preferred, for the reception only.”

“Very understandable, I wouldn’t want to distract from the beauty of the moment.” Maybe Jaskier was more thoughtful than Geralt initially thought. Essi and Shani had been very tasteful until this point. He could only trust them to have the same standard when dealing with music. However, he reminded himself, Essi was active in the music industry. She wouldn’t recommend a fop.

“Very understandable, I wouldn’t want to distract from the beauty of the moment.” Maybe Jaskier was more thoughtful than Geralt initially thought. Essi and Shani had been very tasteful until this point. He could only trust them to have the same standard when dealing with music. However, he reminded himself, Essi was active in the music industry. She wouldn’t recommend a fop.

“On the phone you mentioned that you released some of your own music,” Geralt started, “what kind music are you mostly involved in?”

“On the phone you mentioned that you released some of your own music,” Geralt started, “what kind music are you mostly involved in?”

“Oh, mostly just folksy, alternative stuff,” he waved his hand around, “I just put some texts to tunes and tunes to texts. Sometimes it comes easy and other times it doesn’t, but what’s a life without a little unpredictability.” Geralt, who was planning a summer wedding in January, could not relate.

“Oh, mostly just folksy, alternative stuff,” he waved his hand around, “I just put some texts to tunes and tunes to texts. Sometimes it comes easy and other times it doesn’t, but what’s a life without a little unpredictability.” Geralt, who was planning a summer wedding in January, could not relate.

“Stressful, probably.” Jaskier’s face then broke into a big smile, crinkling his eyes, a laugh leaving his lips. “Indeed,” he agreed easily, “but I wouldn’t trade it for the world, there’s the adventure, the adrenaline, being moved in unexpected ways, never being stagnant, the sheer beauty of experience. And yes, even heartbreak has the utmost value.” He then sort of sighed.

“Stressful, probably.” Jaskier’s face then broke into a big smile, crinkling his eyes, a laugh leaving his lips. “Indeed,” he agreed easily, “but I wouldn’t trade it for the world, there’s the adventure, the adrenaline, being moved in unexpected ways, never being stagnant, the sheer beauty of experience. And yes, even heartbreak has the utmost value.” He then sort of sighed.

“We still need to go over some documents,” Geralt suggested, not knowing what to say to declarations such as these. That snapped Jaskier out of whatever mood he had talked himself into. He cocked his head, as though asking which ones?

“We still need to go over some documents,” Geralt suggested, not knowing what to say to declarations such as these. That snapped Jaskier out of whatever mood he had talked himself into. He cocked his head, as though asking which ones?

“I need your contact information; there is a clause about how we’ll handle your data and guarantee your privacy; a tentative timeline for the wedding proceedings, so everyone will be on the same page,” he explained. “As soon as we are closer to the big day, I’ll ask you to meet to go over the ceremony, select which songs you’ll be playing and apparently, on which instrument, and inform you of the colour scheme, so you can find a suitable outfit. That is, unless you’ve already gone over it with Shani and Essi.” Geralt then rummaged through his briefcase to find the relevant form, which he then handed over to Jaskier, who was making grabby hands. After a beat, he also handed over a pen, as he didn’t expect the musician to be carrying one on him at that moment.

“I need your contact information; there is a clause about how we’ll handle your data and guarantee your privacy; a tentative timeline for the wedding proceedings, so everyone will be on the same page,” he explained. “As soon as we are closer to the big day, I’ll ask you to meet to go over the ceremony, select which songs you’ll be playing and apparently, on which instrument, and inform you of the colour scheme, so you can find a suitable outfit. That is, unless you’ve already gone over it with Shani and Essi.” Geralt then rummaged through his briefcase to find the relevant form, which he then handed over to Jaskier, who was making grabby hands. After a beat, he also handed over a pen, as he didn’t expect the musician to be carrying one on him at that moment.

“Thanks for the pen! Can I keep it?” Jaskier then pulled his own pen from behind his ear, which his hair had been concealing this entire time. Huh. As he retrieved his pen, his eyes landed on his watch, which informed him that it was already time for his next meeting. Geralt only noticed that he suddenly jerked up and immediately started writing. Fast.

“Thanks for the pen! Can I keep it?” Jaskier then pulled his own pen from behind his ear, which his hair had been concealing this entire time. Huh. As he retrieved his pen, his eyes landed on his watch, which informed him that it was already time for his next meeting. Geralt only noticed that he suddenly jerked up and immediately started writing. Fast.

“Listen, Geralt, I’m sure that these documents are all fine and dandy, so I’ll sign them in good faith,” he then briefly looked up to wink, “but I had to leave five minutes ago, so unfortunately I really can’t stay to chat.”

“Listen, Geralt, I’m sure that these documents are all fine and dandy, so I’ll sign them in good faith,” he then briefly looked up to wink, “but I had to leave five minutes ago, so unfortunately I really can’t stay to chat.”

He proceeded to go through the forms faster than anyone Geralt had ever witnessed doing. Jaskier then thrust the files back into Geralt’s hands and stumbled from the table, managing to call a little, “talk to you later!” over his shoulder.

He proceeded to go through the forms faster than anyone Geralt had ever witnessed doing. Jaskier then thrust the files back into Geralt’s hands and stumbled from the table, managing to call a little, “talk to you later!” over his shoulder.

Geralt took a look at the forms he’d received. Everything seemed in order. His handwriting was surprisingly neat, considering how fast he’d been writing. In the name section, he’d written down ‘Jaskier (Julian Alfred Pankratz)’. All in order, lots of people used a moniker or nickname. The address was just a bit weird, instead of checking the box for mrs, ms, or mr, he’d written a little mx, and checked the box in front of it, which he must have drawn as well. Maybe it was time to update his forms.

Geralt gathered all the files into his briefcase again, and left the building. As he walked to his car, he realised that he wasn’t feeling drained, even after having dealt with a person as buzzing as Jaskier. Or maybe he was feeling good, actually. Must be a fluke, it wouldn’t be like that the next time.

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