The Legend of Yennefer: Chapter 5

The Legend of Yennefer: Chapter 5

Written by - TheFoxBride

Yennefer grasped the cold marble floor as she struggled to regain her wits. "What have I done? Is this all real?" She arched and stretched her newly transformed figure. "This feels….natural."

The laboratory was eerily calm as the sorceress pondered on the magic and chaos that had so recently filled the room in a frightening display of cracked bones and splattered blood. "I did it."

But, she did not have much time to herself.

The shuttered iron doors swiftly burst open and Tissaia entered with the grace of a dozen queens. She tilted her head ever so slightly, and smiled. “All is as it should be.” Her sharp words clattered and echoed off the old stone walls. “How do you feel?”

Yen clutched the stained linen tight, struggling to get to her feet as she shuffled around the bloody floor. “I feel as if I can do everything I’ve always wanted. That nobody will look down on me ever again.”

“You would be foolish to believe that beauty will mask a dearth of knowledge. If you wish to serve at a king’s court, to help and assist in all decisions and endeavors…” She held off for a few moments to insure Yennefer’s attention. “Or wish to control him, then your journey is far from over.”

Yen tightened her posture and spoke confidently, “I have only just begun.”

For many of Nimue’s visitors, it had been a long day's ride to reach her humble tower in the middle of the lake. It was a motley assortment of mostly mages, young and old. Amongst them a curious Redanian who had clearly studied a bit too much philosophy and a couple from Upper Sodden who could not be separated for mere minutes before hurrying back to the warm embrace of the familiar.

It reminded Nimue of when she saw the Lion Cub of Cintra flash in and out of her life, for just a brief moment, as she lay embraced with her lover by this very lake. She allowed herself a bittersweet smile at the thought.

As the night continued, the host became more stoic in her tone. “It is a deeply personal decision to change one’s appearance using magic, and it is easy to look down and hold disdain for those who depart from the natural. But, given the chance to better oneself, with no chance of harm to others, is something that is hard to find fault in. Many in this room have done just that, and some elected not to. Perhaps even myself.”

Several of the travelling servants had opened bottles of vintage wines and were slowly pouring glasses to share with the party. As a stocky halfling smiled and handed a cup to her, Nimue carried on with the tale. “Soon enough Yennefer had become a powerful mage and held court with powerful kings, but young ambition can often prove unfulfilling. It was in the town of Rinde that a new chapter in her journey would begin.”

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