Tension

“Have a good night?” Triss queried sitting next to Damian who looking up grumbled trying to wrestling with the tiny fork in his giant hand, “Not really... I just had Yennefer moaning about Geralt and I was too worked up thinking on how he was touching you!” “I know... I know, it’s just been so long since we were talking to each other...” “Lies. You were together last Wednesday and have been here for four days already” she looked down studying her food before smirking as he threw the fork away spat, “Fucking Humans small in every aspect and only cute in one... you!” before looking up snapped when Geralt walked in sheepishly before a pissed off Yennefer who still continued to yell, “You are breaking up with me! After all we have done!” “Yen... all we do is argue, I am fed up with it, I think the best thing for us to do is win this war and then go our separate ways!” “More like back into Triss’ arms, then you apologise to me and want to “try again.” I’m sorry but I won’t let you go for some little whore!” she looked over but seeing Damian go to stand up apologised, “Sorry but you have to see it like I do, he doesn’t care about our feelings and Triss is part of the looming problem for not saying no!” “I can make my own choices in life, I don’t need you to tell me what I should or shouldn’t do!” Triss fiery yelled standing up to the taller woman, “How must Damian feel to see you mope over him again?” they looked over to the man who calmly stated, “I would kill him if he did it, however I promised her an life; so I can’t be angry at her!” Triss smiled warmly grabbing his arm before hearing Yennefer snap, “But you have been doubting yourself haven’t you Triss? Last night you said you were going to think of his proposal like you said last time?” she nodded before seeing the smiling face of Geralt looked away before hearing the broken voice of, “Triss?” she went to speak but knowing what she was going to say, “So is this... are you going to choose him over me?”