AMALIA can't believe what she just heard. She just stands there admiring his eyes that don't seem to lie.

"What?"

"I-I should've told you that in the cabin already", he excuses himself. Amalia is completely shocked even though she feels great after what he just said. A smile appears on her lips.

But then he turns away and takes his hand off of her when he remembered who is standing right in front of him. Even though she is covered in blood - she is the princess, who no one should touch except her husband.

"Geralt?", in her voice you can hear how her heart just cracked. But Geralt ignores it even though it also hurt him.

"Every time I'm near you it's like I forget everything and the only thing I see is you. And it drives me crazy. I've never had so much emotions. It's...", he explains but Amalias warps her hands around his neck while standing on her toes and turns his head towards her, forcing him to look into her eyes.

"You don't have to do that", she smiles slightly not wanting to hear his 'but' which would've come in his speech. Staring into each others eyes like it's the last time, both didn't realize how close their faces got. But before their lips could finally meet, Geralt wraps Amalia into a close hug. It reminded her of their night in the cabin and how good his body feels agains hers.

Before she was able to ask why he didn't finally kiss her Jaskier decided to walk up to the two destroying the moment.

Geralt and Amalia immediately stepped back so the bard wouldn't see them.

"Holy moly so many dead people", he laughs then looking at the witcher and the princess. He realizes that he definitely is interrupting something.

•••

"I -um- have to change, then we can move on. Turn around", Amalia says when they arrived in their camp. The trio walked in complete silence which only Jaskier wanted to break but failed.

The last time Amalia looked at Geralts face, he had his grumpy face back on and she immediately started missing his soft side.

When the princess was gone, the bard started to speak up wanting Geralt to clear his confusion about what just happened.

"What the fuck are you doing here?! I thought that she is the princess? So tell me Geralt, why are you two so close huh?", he shouts but the witcher answers with nothing more than just silence. Even though Jaskier hit him in the arm twice, he didn't get an answer. Typical.

„I'm going to say this one time Jaskier", Geralt says turning to the bard,"You will leave before tonight"

„What? Why?", he answers but then he realized,"You really like her?".

The witcher went a few steps forward now standing close to Jaskier:"That's none of your business".

"So you do like her", the bard giggles now that he found out. But within seconds Geralts fist hit him directly in the gut making Jaskier fall over. The witcher hopes that the bard had learned his lesson.

"We can go now", Amalia says confused facing the two. Jaskier looks like he just got hit und Geralt like he is going to hit somebody. But she decided to not ask any questions.

•••

The whole ride to the next village nobody dared to say a word. Amalia only had one question which she can't ask with Jaskier at their side. The bard was afraid Geralt would hit him again because the witcher looked deathly. He even smelled like death Jaskier thought.

When they arrived the trio entered a tavern catching everyone's eyes. The most were drawn to Amalia because she looked wealthy as she is and the rumors, that the future queen of Aedrin will arrive soon, made everyone curious.

They ate and Geralt ordered his second beer. Jaskier sat next to some woman which he was flirting with. And Amalia felt lost. Nobody talked to her, not even Geralt. The atmosphere between the two was awkward. So when she saw people dancing in the tavern the princess decided to dance as well.

She gets up walking towards the others. Geralts gaze followed her. She knows that I don't like that, he thinks and growls annoyed. He doesn't want to course a scene in front of everybody.

When Jaskier finally had the opportunity to get into the ladies bed, which he was flirting with, he wanted to say Good bye to his old friend the grumpy witcher even though he is mad at him.

When Jaskier turns around he finds Geralt staring at someone in the distance and he suddenly gets a flashback of the night at the ball, where Geralt first met Amalia.

Jaskier taps on the witchers shoulder but he doesn't even care. Geralt stares directly at Amalia who's dancing to music. She looks completely beautiful. Just like she always does. God how much I'd like to kiss her right now, Geralt thought. He wanted to try the taste of her lips for so long but his sanity always stopped him.

"Wow you don't even hear me", Jaskier laughs when Geralt turns his head towards the bard, looking at him confused.

"Anyways. Staring isn't really nice Geralt. So just please do both of you a favor and just talk to her or kiss her", the bard tells his friend,"Whatever you both -um- want to do. So this just got really awkward so I'll just leave with this beauty here". With that he left Geralt alone.

The witcher didn't know what to do. Jaskier did have a point but he also is the bard who literally would sleep with anyone. But eventually he decided it would be best to at least talk to her.

"Amalia", Geralt whispers in her ear from behind making her turn around,"I think we should go. It's getting late".

Amalia followed him without saying a word. When they arrived in their room she spoke up:"What? Now it's we?"

"I do not know what you mean", he answers staring in her eyes.

"Well one time you seem to like me and then it feels like I mean nothing to you", the princess says making the witcher look away. He answers with silence.

"Oh god", she spits. Then she calms down, takes his head into her hands and making him face her again. She watches his gaze travel down from her eyes to her lips and back up again.

"Geralt", Amalia whispers,"I have one question and I want you to answer truthfully".

"Of course princess", he answers stunned.

"Why won't you finally kiss me?".

"You are engaged, a princess, future queen and I am a monster", Geralt says staring in her eyes.

"What if you forget about these things?", she answers with a smile on her lips,"Because I don't care about that and you're pretty cute for a monster". The witcher smirks.

"Another problem is", he says as he leans in,"if I kissed you, I don't think I'd be able to stop".

"That's not a problem", she giggles and their lips finally collided.