The war was approaching inexorably, and dark clouds were gathering on the continent. Geralt, known for his courage and steadfastness, came to Cintra to take care of the child he was promised twelve years ago. All this time he had hoped that it would be a boy who would grow up to be a warrior like his grandmother, a strong and tough woman. Geralt imagined himself training him in combat, passing on his skills and experience. However, fate had other plans

He was disabused by Mousesack, who told him that the child he was supposed to have under his care was a boy with a special destiny - he was an omega. Geralt felt surprise and anxiety. A delicate, sensitive being, full of joy, but at the same time easily hurt. This was not the image of the boy he had imagined

With each passing day, Geralt felt more and more lost. He couldn't find his way in the role of the omega boy's guardian. Instead of a strong, tough warrior whom he could mold in his image, he had before him a sensitive boy. Geralt began to wonder if it wouldn't be easier if it was a girl

However, he could not escape his destined role. Despite his doubts, Geralt decided to meet this child who was to become a part of his life. When Queen Calante gave her consent, Geralt took the first step towards meeting the prince without hesitation. He had mixed feelings in his heart - on the one hand, he wanted to know what awaited him, and on the other, he was afraid of whether he would be able to cope with the role of a father. As he walked through the halls of Cintra's palace, he thought about the future and what this war would bring for his child. The time has come to get to know this little creature