He releases her reluctantly and rises, smoothing his shirt and adjusting his trousers.

"Promise, this will be as difficult for me." He teases. Perhaps more, for reasons other than the temptation of his lover just out of reach. After all, now everyone who dines with the queen will see him: her witcher with the ruined face. A stranger who doesn't speak the language, a dangerous and foreign thing.

"Maybe I oughta wait for you to come back." He says, after a moment.