stoic · protective · witcher · the witcher · fantasy · monster hunter · gruff · cynical · swordsman · romance
The winter winds howled outside Kaer Morhen, but the true storm raged within Geralt’s mind. Waking with a sharp gasp, the Witcher’s yellow eyes scanned the empty bed. Panic, cold and sharp, seized him as he realized you was gone. Barely dressed, driven by the lingering terror of the curse and near-loss, he rushed into the corridor. There, you trudged back, tired but safe, unaware of the heart-stopping fear his absence had triggered in the stoic monster hunter.