after the fall festival
Oct. 2nd, 2017 11:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Nina couldn't remember the last time she had fun like this. She'd had fun, happy moments, but all of them against the backdrop of something moving beyond her control. Maybe Darrow was no different, in the end, but at least here she wasn't coerced into debt, she wasn't constantly waiting for the next thing she would have to do for the gang that offered her protection. She still worried: she worried about Ravka, about the moment she left behind, about her friends.
But all day today she had not let a single one of those things bother her. She'd danced until she felt like she would drop and only then did she let Geralt guide her away from the square and the music, and she happily pressed against his side, her arm draped around his waist.
"Thank you," she said warmly; in the dying sunlight her eyes had become a deep green. The gratitude was heartfelt, the feeling infused each simple word. Her cheeks were still flush from their joyous exertion. "It's been a long, long time since I danced like that."
But all day today she had not let a single one of those things bother her. She'd danced until she felt like she would drop and only then did she let Geralt guide her away from the square and the music, and she happily pressed against his side, her arm draped around his waist.
"Thank you," she said warmly; in the dying sunlight her eyes had become a deep green. The gratitude was heartfelt, the feeling infused each simple word. Her cheeks were still flush from their joyous exertion. "It's been a long, long time since I danced like that."
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Date: 2017-10-31 05:07 pm (UTC)He pressed a kiss to the top of her head, her thick brown hair.
"And I like that you want to sleep late and take long baths. What else is life for?"
He brushed his fingers through her hair, expertly removing any little tangles, and working the water through the strands.
"Your soft parts aren't bad either."
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Date: 2017-10-31 05:30 pm (UTC)A smile quirked her lips. "I think you're bias on that end. But I won't argue." The thing was, Nina liked herself. Having that coming under assault had never been easy to endure, but she did endure. Why should she be anything less than herself?
"Now and then I wonder if I could have been anything else. I went to the Little Palace when I was so young." And she had, rather promptly, learned how to deal varying degrees of bodily harm to to others, and had spent most of her time honing those skills.