She glances the question at Geralt, who picks up the thread and runs with it. "We lifted the curse," he says. "With Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian's help. He's at Kaer Morhen, waiting for you."

A huff of disbelieving laughter escapes her. "Are you serious? You must be. You'd not joke about something like that, neither of you. She laughs, giddy relief washing through her. "A nice thing to wake up to."