Quick replacement.

Radovid was not a kind man, but being delivered the limbless former King of Kaedwen had him reconsider immediately executing him... He'd had the whimpering man patched up and given a room to recover, though, he obviously wouldn't be getting any of his limbs back.

After the man had finally stopped screaming and begging for him life Radovid's agents were able to extract some interesting information about the city called "Ichor"...

He was slightly regretful that he had all of the known mages executed and persecuted, their council would have been valuable with this information he' acquired... And even if the Witch Hunters had compiled as much magical knowledge as possible, they weren't practitioners and had no practical knowledge of it.

After they were sure they had nothing more to learn from Mensfeld they had him unceremoniously buried alive, Radovid praying that he'd not be such a big failure in his next life.

His plans had to be significantly altered due to the new information about the foreign faction, though he didn't panic. He suspected they didn't wish to conquer like the empire did, Kaedwen still not having been countered attacked being a testament to this.

He had a new King for Kaedwen in mind, someone suitable for the role, and someone suitable at keeping "Ichor" in check... The only problem was the fact he'd have to promise to give a substantial reward to this person, as wealth, women, or knowledge would not appeal to them.

Radovid "I need a messenger, one with good relations to the former country of Temeria."

A few days later the council of Ichor received news that Kaedwen's next King wished to speak with them about their tenuous relationship, apparently hoping terms could be made that would prevent further conflict. Most were surprised at how easily leadership was transferred to another, it seemed as if the devastating defeat by a relatively small and unknown faction had most patriotic Kaedwenian people stay quiet... That and Radovid's obvious take over of the country had their spirits broken even before now.

Again, Quelaag wished to have them burned alive as soo as they arrived, however calmer heads prevailed. Reima mostly hoping that getting rid of the Eternal Fire form Kaedwen was on the table.

And so, a week went by, the people of Ichor not changing in demeanor from the battle due to how confident they were in the city's military might and their King's power.

Reima was spending most of his time focusing on mastering his aura, the fact that he was able to sweat being a big indicator of his progress. Ciri and Yennefer had also come by and showed him some magics the former had begun to learn from Avallac'hs journal, he wasn't surprised to hear that the sage had been stalking, manipulating and directing Ciri's lineage, nor was he surprised when they handed him a list of spells they'd been able to translate into workable formulae.

Reima's previous experience with the Witcher worlds spells made it rather easy for him to read the formulae, at least when compared to Ciri who required Yennefer to watch over her shoulder and tutor her.

He was lead to a clearing by Ciri and Yennefer where they showed him some of the spells the former had manage to cast, most looking impressive, while some looking remarkably similar with spells he'd come up with on his own... Though, they were more refined than his brute force method of utilising Elder Blood Magic.

For example, him enveloping his sword in Elder Blood Energy during his fight with the four kings in the abyss, Ciri had managed to use a similar spell that used a lot less energy, though, it was noticeably less powerful.

Ciri thrust her glowing Turquoise blade at the stone wall, producing a spear of similar colour light that cut a few meters into it, she sent a competitive glance at Reima before moving into another technique...

When Reima decided to use his own self made technique it almost caused the cliff face to collapse... The shocked faces of Ciri and Yennefer were well worth it though.

Yennefer "I say... Have you taken a look at the Sage's journal while I wasn't looking?" she asks.

Reima shakes his head, "No, just using a spell I'd made a couple years ago... Haven't really used it up until now though."

Yennefer "Why? It seems powerful enough..."

Reima shrugs, "Never really had a use for it, plus when fighting with allies you'd be more likely to kill friends than foes." he says, mentally noting how awkward it is to have Ciri ignoring him and interacting through Yennefer...

Their practice continued, Ciri displaying everything she'd managed to learn up until then, and even some spells that she wasn't all that confident in using, Reima's presence pushed her into trying to one-up him, however.

Eventually, they separated, Reima being left with a copy of the journal they were researching as Ciri and Yennefer left to do something else... Reima was sure Ciri was tired of acting all "Tsundere" around him though.

A couple days later, a Prospect who was watching over the construction of the new wall ran to Reima who was having tea with Asgore "The Kaedwen entourage is here! What should we do!?!"

Reima gives Asgore a glance before turning back to the Prospect, "Let them through, have them wait outside the gates... Not too close though, I wouldn't put it past them to smuggle an explosive for revenge. Have Ciaran, Sif, Iorveth, Risryn and Sieglinde accompany them to makesure they don't cause any trouble."

The Prospect nods and runs off, relaying his orders to everyone involved, if anything were to go wrong he'd likely have his mask removed by Risryn... But that was before she beat him to death a couple times.