I’ve been very bored over the last few days so I wrote this very short story around the life that awaits Geralt and Triss in Kovir. So here it is.
“Kovir really is quite lovely this time of year; I guess Triss wasn’t lying.” Thought Geralt as he looked at the pine-covered hillsides which surrounded his new homestead. Kovir was a famous for its abundance of natural resources; it might not look like a simple mining town from the surface but beneath the mountains and streams lays a complex labyrinth of tunnels. Rouch didn’t exactly share Geralt’s sentiments however; she was tired and beginning to show signs of hunger. Geralt and his steed had just left the main square, near the city’s center. He was returning home with a plethora of food and house hold essentials, for which the merchants where less than happy to sell to him at a king’s discount. Being the other half to the king’s adviser has its benefits, the biggest of which was being able to finally spend time with his beloved Triss. Geralt’s admiration for the scenery was cut short by the arrival of a late evening storm, reaching slowly over the mountain as if it were trying to pull him off his path.
“Damn storms, I can’t let this food get wet or Triss will roast me. Come on Rouch!” Geralt shouted as he tightened his grip on the reins and kicked at Rouch’s sides.
The scent of apple pies had become a signature of his new home and witcher scenes or no, was impossible to ignore. Geralt was always left with a smile at the scent and today was no different. Geralt took Rouch to the stable outside the house and relieved her of the load of goods, which had become quite the burden and he went inside. Triss was preparing some supper in their kitchen, Geralt had never been one to indulge in the simple niceties others might call common practice, but having a freshly baked meal every night was something he hoped would never change.
“Hey Triss” Geralt had stealthily snuck up behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist. “How was your day?”
Triss, slightly surprised turned to face her lover. “Good” she giggled looking at Geralt.
“Just good?” questioned Geralt looking back.
“You seem awfully happy today, did you get everything?” responded Triss, still caught in Geralt’s embrace.
“I did and I’m always happy to see you Triss” smiled Geralt, watching as Triss began to blush
“Is that so, witcher?” she responded.
Geralt nodded “but I also have something to show you” hinted Geralt as he reached into the pocket of his belt.
“What is it?” asked Triss as she looked at the folded piece of paper.
“Read it” Geralt responded passing over the paper.
“A contract?” she inquired
“My first one in Kovir” Geralt answered “A few miners dug into a Nekker’s burrow. Instead of turning around and ceiling it off they tried to destroy it and now they have an infestation.”
“A problem fit for a witcher I suppose” interrupted Triss
“Apparently so…” responded Geralt. They both stood there silent for a few seconds. The mood began to shift.
“If you don’t want be to do it, I won’t” said Geralt as he took a step back.
“No Geralt, I want you to do it. I just worry is all, I mean it’s been a month since we moved and you haven’t been tested since.” Responded Triss grasping Geralt’s hands
“I know Triss but I’ve been a witcher my entire life, I can afford to take one month off and a group of Nekkers isn’t very high risk even for the lowliest of witchers.” Geralt responded looking lovely at Triss.
“I know, I love you Geralt, I hate to think what I would do without you” Triss responded, starting to tear up.
“Don’t think about it, I’m not going anywhere, I swear” Geralt said as he pulled Triss tightly against his chest. The two stayed holding each other listening to the rain on the rooftop.
“Geralt are you wet?” asked Triss
“I tried to race the storm home but Rouch wasn’t being very helpful.” chuckled Geralt
“Apparently not” said Triss with a smile
“I’ll go have a bath and get cleaned up before supper.” Geralt suggested as he turned to leave.
“Supper can wait, give me a few moments and I’ll join you.” responded Triss
Geralt smiled “I’ll be waiting.”
The end. Sorry for the long post but there was no way around it. I haven’t read the books, so the only thing I know about Kovir is their ore mines, as it was mentioned a few hundred pages ago in this thread. Anyway I hope you enjoyed the short tale.
