tomorrow we start anew

"Yennefer walks through the great hall, tracking stinking mud on the lush blue carpet. She hears the murmurs of the courtiers watching her pass; she wonders if they can see the blood still caked in the grooves of her armor, won just outside the city gates while they cowered behind stone and wood. Her calf is pulsing and the battle lust swims under her skin still. She keeps her eyes fixed on the resplendent figure waiting at the far side."a lady knight meets with her queen after the battle. written for the prompt "swords" from a Femslash February prompt list by bamf-jaskier on tumblr