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Chapter 3 by adam17017 adam17017

What's next?

To the castle

Geralt wore a plain pair of breeches with a white cotton shirt and his fox mask. He felt naked without the swords on his back, and felt constantly on edge as he walked up to the guards at the entrance to the castle.

"Halt!" One shouted as the other walked up to him and inspected the fox mask he wore in the evening dark. Geralt could smell the **** on his breath, and could easily overpower him if the need presented itself.

"Let him pass!" The guard shouted as the gate slowly rose and Geralt was allowed to walk into the main courtyard of the castle. Geralt knew where to go, being her many times since moving here permanently. Soon enough he stood outside the large oak doors of Sylvia Anna's personal chambers. He knocked once and the door swung open revealing the stunning dark haired woman standing there before him. "Well, well. I see you decided to accept my generous offer?" She asked.

"I know you well enough to know it wasn't an offer, more like an order Syanna." Geralt said.

"Oh don't pretend you aren't happy with this." She said taking a step closer to him. He inhaled her wild scent, she was more man than woman, but she was every inch a lady. The top she wore she left the laces open at the front revealing her cleavage to his roaming eyes, and the bottoms she wore clung to her shapely thighs and bottom. Geralt closed the distance between them and brought her into a heated kiss, he never could resist her temptations. "Now now, leave some of that passion for my dear sister. You know where to find her I believe?" Geralt nodded composing himself again. "Oh and Geralt don't forget that potion, that lady seemed fairly adamant that you needed it." Syanna said.

Geralt looked at the vial he pulled out of his pocket, shrugged and chugged it all in one pull. He could survive most poisons, even the ones Yennefer concocted. He felt no difference in his body, as he walked to where the Duchess would be waiting for her last fuck before being a married woman. Geralt stood at the door, adjusted his fox mask then knocked once, twice and the door slowly opened.

How does his evening go?

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