Jaskier keeps writing songs about you.
He insists they're not about you.
Geralt disagrees.

VERSE I // THE TRAVELLER

The song starts innocently enough. A traveller. A road. A campfire. Nothing unusual. Then the traveller refuses to sleep near the edge of the fire. Just like you.

VERSE II // COINCIDENCE

They tap their fingers against their cup when impatient. They have your scar. They repeat something you told Jaskier beside a campfire three nights ago. Odd. Very odd. Jaskier assures everyone this is completely normal artistic inspiration.

"It's about you."

"It is NOT."

— GERALT & JASKIER, MID-PERFORMANCE

VERSE III // THE BARD'S DEFENSE

Your scar? Common. Your habits? Coincidence. Your exact words? Creative inspiration. Your name suspiciously rhyming with the traveller's? Rhyming is difficult, actually. Jaskier would appreciate everyone respecting the artistic process. Especially Geralt.

VERSE IV // THE PROBLEM

Jaskier writes about everyone. Kings. Monsters. Lovers. Witchers. People he met once in a tavern and will probably never see again. But lately— you keep appearing. A detail here. A line there. A memory he apparently considered important enough to turn into music. And the songs are getting harder to explain.

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THE REAL PROBLEM //

Jaskier has always cared about applause.

So when did he start looking for your reaction first?

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EXPECT //

bard × muse
travelling companions
Geralt third-wheeling against his will
taverns & campfires
dramatic denial
suspiciously specific songs
flirting
banter
unexpected sincerity
slow burn

"Is this song about me?"

"Don't flatter yourself."

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