Fringilla’s arrival

The next few days passed and more allies flocked to Skellige and Nilfgaard; well they promised under a temporary truce to aid the cause against he Hunt believing it was an more serious threat then they had previously anticipated. However the growing dissent between Sorceresses and more “normal” faiths who denounced them refused to cease, when Keira arrived without Lambert it made Damian question if she was already done with him or he had left her. Her appearance was soon followed by the wounded Fringilla who by Damian’s recollection was held in Ciri’s fathers prison, “Queen Cerys, I thank you for your hospitality!” she spoke clutching her bruised arms, “You’re hurt!” Damian spoke getting up from the seat next to Cerys sniffing the air, “What are you? Wait are you... you’re Zantano-Thánatos?” “Yes I am!” “Philippa said your would care for me, “He’s too good to ignore you!” I need help for my wounds!” Damian walked forward to study the wounds before nodding spoke, “So Philippa told you a lot about me I take it?” she nodded to where she spoke, “She said time was running out for you and if I was looking for someone to love; that you a god would be interested. She also said to answer your next question that of course she knew. She always knew!” “Is she... single?” “Yes but she’s above all that; thing is she has disappeared...” “Let’s help you first before worrying about me” he spoke which caused Fringilla to smirked before stating, “I will take that as a possible yes; or do you seek help in finding Philippa?!” “You first!” he commented scooping her up where she played on her injuries just to get closer to his warm chest, winking at Cerys when they walked past.

Fringilla woke from her short nap the **** were working and despite feeling light headed from them pulled herself out of the giant bed to look out from the window out at the snow covered lands, “Finally awake!” she looked back seeing the god standing behind her in a pair of extended trousers and tunic with his arms folded watching as she looked down to see apart for pants she only had bandages that covered the majority of her body, “Thank you for the help, it I didn’t think I was going to make it” “What happened?” “The usual shit, I’m a sorceress apparently inherently evil and Ciri’s father saw me as an political prisoner because I was part of the lodge of sorceresses, honestly we really haven’t had a safe place for years and with the new religious reforms it makes it even harder just to exist in this world! The eternal flame blah blah!” “I wonder how they would react to me walking on the earth!” “Call you a demon and burn you at the stake!” “They can try but I can’t be killed... I just keep on coming back!” she laughed before asking, “I can see why Cerys likes you!” “We aren’t together...” “Oh I thought...” “No I merely help her out and for act as an military ally for the queen!” she nodded before smirking spoke, “Philippa thinks highly of you!” “As an political ally probably!” “Does describing someone as, “caring, protective lover who would stand by me no matter what I did” sound political to you?” he shrugged before saying, “Could twist it as such but yes I would have and still probably would!” she nodded before asking, “She wouldn’t explain it to me but what happened?” he leaned against the door before stating, “She was always political and most of the time ignored my advice to the extent I would cover up for her... this one time I begged her not to try it with this monarch, she wanted to become his advisor and later screw him over on the battlefield and take his crown, I said it wouldn’t work but she ignored it; she claimed I held her back and walked off... there isn’t much more to it apart for I was right, she was found out and fled; I was long since gone and she simply ran, some would say that I should be happy that I was right but I don’t see that, just annoyed that I left her there!” she nodded before smiling stated, “I needed you when Emhyr captured me! He’s a bastard!” she spoke clutching herself vulnerably, “Anyway thanks for checking up on me.”