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    Jaskier finds himself trapped between the world of the living and the dead, with no memories of how it happened. He has no choice but to follow his Witcher guide to Kaer Morhen, the keep of the Lord of the Dead, where Jaskier must remain until either his soul returns to his body, or he passes on.

    At first, being confined to Kaer Morhen is the worst fate Jaskier can imagine, but he soon learns the Underworld, and its god, are nothing like the tales paint them. The longer he remains, the more he begins to wonder if staying would be so terrible after all.

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  4. Public Bookmark 85

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    “Is this… A-Am I a burden to you, Geralt?” He blurts, his cornflower blue eyes focused intently on the floor.

    Geralt blinks, “...Burden? Jas, if I thought that you were a burden, I wouldn’t have asked you back.” He says, “Is that what you’ve been worried about all this time, little lark? That you’re a burden to me?”

    “I…” he sniffles, “Maybe?”

    Geralt takes a seat on the other side of the bed, “You’re not a burden.” He repeats, a bit more firmly this time. “I’ve missed… this,” he gestures between them, “all of this. I just… I’d thought that maybe you didn’t want this anymore. And I didn’t want to force something on you that you didn’t --,”

    “You mean, Daddy still wants his baby?”

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    Jaskier isn’t sure which part of him hurts more.

    The air smells of an omega’s pre-heat, the sweet honey scent radiating from his warm skin.

    “Geralt,” Jaskier murmurs, kissing the faint mating scar on Geralt’s neck in a self-soothing manner, drinking in the familiar, comforting scent of his alpha. “Hurts.”

    “Hmm.” Geralt, the bastard, turns a page of the book he’s reading over Jaskier’s shoulder. “Too bad.”

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