"hold my hand, if you're scared."
Oh I got the cutest Idea for this one...
---
“You can hold my hand, if you’re scared...”
“Jaskier,” Geralt whispers back. “Our hands are tied together. That’s kind of the point. I couldn’t let go of you even if I wanted to, which I do not.”
“Oh, right.”
They turn to face the small crowd of friends and family. The priestess speaks from behind them, voice high and full of laughter and happiness as she makes her announcement after years of waiting for the Witcher to pull his head out of his arse: “I proclaim before you now, and let it be known to all the realm, that Geralt of Rivia and Jaskier Pankratz move through life as one soul, one heart, one bond of love.”
“Awww,” Ciri sniffles from the front row. Geralt represses the urge to roll his eyes during his own handfasting ceremony.
“May your Path be blessed and your travels rich with laughter.”
“With him?” Geralt smiles, cupping Jaskier’s face with his free hand and pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. “It always has been.”