Literature
In the Dead of Night - Part 6 Geralt x Reader
Taking a deep breath, you shakily walked down the stairs. Priscilla had been kind enough to get you some clothes from home, which at least meant that you had some amount of normality and comfort. Though you weren’t completely amused by her choice of shirt, it was partly sheer and enough to give the ghost of an idea of what lay underneath. In fact, you were glad you had been wearing dark undergarments or any at all to cover your modesty. That, paired up with tight riding pants and boots, made for your usual everyday garb, finished off with a large belt angled over your hips to balance it all out.
The place was so quiet in contrast to the