''They slept on dried ferns,very close to one another: a dryad custom. In the middle of the night, Braenn snuggled tightlyagainst him. Nothing more. He took her in his arms. Nothing more. She was a dryad. It wasonly for warmth.''
Seems Geralt has been mistaken on how to do dryad customs with women on a very regular basis. :smiling2:
Seems Geralt has been mistaken on how to do dryad customs with women on a very regular basis. :smiling2: