<blockquote>“I told you to stay with-” he begins. The rest of the words dry up in his throat when he finds that the curse hadn’t entirely missed, after all. Jaskier is leaning heavily against a tree, clutching his chest with the arm he’s not using to support himself.
“Geralt?” Jaskier says. There’s a tremor to his voice that sets Geralt’s teeth on edge. Everything in him screams that it’s fundamentally wrong for Jaskier to sound like this. Jaskier shouldn’t be afraid. He shouldn’t be hurting.
“He cursed you,” Geralt says, even as a part of him hopes that he’s wrong.
“No, really,” Jaskier says. He slides down the tree a little as he speaks. “Here I thought this was normal.”
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Jaskier gets cursed: either "the one he loves" returns his feelings, and kisses him, or he dies painfully.
Geralt just wants to know why Jaskier won't tell him who he's in love with.</blockquote>
