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A/N: Sorry if this is a bit later than I intended, I hope to get this out before the release of Vol.4 Episode 1. Windows 10 is making it hard for me to do that because it keeps refusing to save the damn thing, and is just all around being a bad piece of software, which makes me even more angry that Microsoft installed it to my computer while I was out to the store without asking if I wanted the damn OS on my laptop in the first place. But, in spite of my setbacks, I’m still hoping you’re reading this before Volume 4 starts up, and if you are, then I’m a very happy camper.   One last thing before I begin the chapter, and that

-0- “Damnit! Portals. Bane of my damn existence.” After looking at the part of the wall once occupied by the portal to confirm it was closed, Geralt searched the room. His Witcher senses picked up on nothing that could be used to summon back the portal, so he did the only thing he could. Went back to the statues and starting his chant again. Geralt figured that whoever trapped the men in crystal was probably the same person who took Blake, so getting the people trapped in the crystal free was his top priority. If they could tell him who cast the curse, he could find Blake. After a few more minutes of chanting, Geralt gave up, seei

A/N:This story is based on two fic’s I was working on about two months back, the first a Witcher/Game of Thrones crossover, and the second a bittersweet post volume 3 Bumbleby reunion fic. Neither of which I think are particularly good. However, somewhere along the way I got this idea in my head while working on the two of them and here we are. This story takes place post Volume 3 for RWBY and post Blood and Wine for The Witcher, and will be Geralt/Yennefer, Dandelion/Priscilla, and Bumbleby. Maybe a hint of White Rose in there. Blake Belladonna was tired, cold, and hungry. It had been 2 months since Beacon fell. Two months since Adam