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#it's got weird gory fantasies! it's got starvation! it's got 'only i can kill you' obsessive weird romance!
limerental · 2 months
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chained
iorveth/roche - 14.7k
i feel like i've been writing this messy little disaster fic forever but here she is. she's gross.
summary
After the dwindling Temerian army is routed by invading Nilfgaardian forces, Roche wakes shackled to a wagon in a slave caravan. Worse than the suffering, violence, and humiliation he knows he's about to endure is the realization that his worst enemy will be there to witness it, chained alongside him.
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The manacles around his wrists and ankles are tight enough to dig red grooves into his skin, and no matter how he twists and cups his hands or rubs his legs together, they don’t budge. The long chain clasped to his collar is in turn attached to the axle of the wagon. Each of his restraints has its own lock. He swipes in the dirt for any stone large enough to try to break open the locks or his hand if he has to but finds nothing. Curling down, he bites at the chain, just to see. All that gets him is a metallic tang in his dry mouth and sore molars. Iorveth laughs at him. “Perhaps chew off your own hand,” he suggests. “You may make it to the edge of camp before you bleed out. Riddled with arrows as well, of course.” Roche does not want to talk to the elf. Or look at him. Or hear him. He’s torn between the urge to turn away to better pretend Iorveth isn’t there and the well-honed instinct not to put his back to an enemy. 
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