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[princess_of_ida]

[She chewed on her lip a moment before scowling. Like Yennefer could see it.]

I hate you for being right.

[choicely]

About which part?

[princess_of_ida]

...Gilia.

[choicely]

I might have suspected as much, based on dinner.

[princess_of_ida]

Fuck you.

[...]

[...]

It's worse than that.

[choicely]

Worse than acknowledging it?

[princess_of_ida]

Yes.

[Feel the pout. FEEL IT.]

[choicely]

Well? Don't make me guess the particulars of why you're sulking.

[princess_of_ida]

[But then she wouldn't have to admit it if she kept Yennefer guessing!

Ugh, fine.]

I... kind of, sort of... maybe...





...married her.

[choicely]

You what?

[ come again? it isn't shock, necessarily, that tints her voice, but still a subtle surprise — and not the first spousal arrangement she's heard of happening within their number since they all arrived here. ]

[princess_of_ida]

[She was not saying it again.]

It was an accident!

[choicely]

How does that happen by accident?

[princess_of_ida]

Like... her people have a dozen different forms of marriage and have multiple spouses and relationships and types of marriages. And she got real intense after telling me she loved me about whether I understood her sea spirit nature, which I did and told her, and she went sea voice and we said some things I'm not going to tell you but I think she proposed then. And then I gave her a key to my place last month, a spot in the wardrobe if she wanted to keep some clothing on hand.

I didn't think about it at the time, but I sort of recall when she first told me about the poly-ness of her people that one of those marriage types was sharing property.

She hasn't said anything to me intentionally, but one time during some really fucking good sex and had her so gone - so gone, Yen - she called me wife instead of any of the other terms of endearment or names.

[There's only eight forms of marriage, but every time she talked about this to someone, the number grew.]

[choicely]

... you really did get married by accident.

[ which she says almost from the position of sounding rather impressed, even if she knows ianthe is probably seconds away from burying her face into the nearest pillow and screaming. ]

I assume you haven't asked her for any kind of clarification on whether you are, in fact, married to her, but on the other hand, referring to you as "wife" is a fairly obvious sign on its own.

[princess_of_ida]

This is your fault.

[Back to petulance and avoiding the issue.]

[choicely]

You'll have to explain that part to me as well.

[princess_of_ida]

You...

[Vague hand gesturing that Ianthe gent stupid doing afterward since it's not like they're being seen]

Spoke it into existence.

[choicely]

Are you sure you're not giving me too much credit?

[princess_of_ida]

Well, how else did it happen?!

[They both knew Ianthe wasn't serious. Yennefer didn't have prophecy magic... probably.]

[choicely]

Because you're fond of her while not being entirely familiar with her sphere's customs.

[princess_of_ida]

How dare you give me logic. I don't want logic.

[choicely]

And you wouldn't be interested in sympathy, either. Am I right?

[princess_of_ida]

I don't know what to do, Yen. I'm betrothed back home.

[Just because Ianthe betrothed herself to Harrowhark didn't make it any less true. Nevermind that Harrow was unaware of it.]

John says I can marry here if I want but... it's complicated.

[choicely]

Well, it seems as though you have God's permission.

[ even though she also understands the position of not being completely sold on a god's assurance. ]

I'd say it might not present a larger problem unless your betrothed suddenly happens to appear here.

[princess_of_ida]

She wouldn't care. [Mostly because she didn't know Ianthe had decided they would wed.] It's not like it would be a factor outside of here. I don't even know if her planet is in my galaxy.

Outside of all that... I am... torn.