How rare and beautiful (that we exist)
“You can’t honestly think of marrying her to a Witcher. She’ll be miserable,” Lambert argues, wishing Gwen or Aubry were here to back him up. They’re the reasonable wolves. Geralt might listen to them. “And we can’t give her any heirs, if that is what Kristian is after.”
“And here you have the reason you’re not in the council. This is not a matter of her happiness, but of far greater things,” Yennefer snaps back while she fiddles with the megascope in the corner.
“Well, maybe it fucking should be,” Lambert hisses back, just to be contrary. He’s not much looking forward to the smell of fear being constantly present in Kaer Morhen’s walls.
Yennefer throws him a glare that would have lesser men tremble in their boots. “Then maybe you should marry her, if that’s so important to you.”
“Maybe I should,” Lambert’s mouth says before his brain can catch up with him.
*
After Redania unsuccessfully tries to conquer the lands of the Warlord of the North, a marriage treaty is arranged between Iryna, Princess of Redania, and Lambert of the Wolf School. Yet, said princess is not at all happy about this and decides to fight her future husband every step of the way.