And of course, Geralt's strutting around Carlotta as if he owns the town. He even shot the townsfolk his look of arrogance, occasionally winking.

He just thinks he's everything, that the world revolves around him.

"Ah, my lovely fans." He chuckled to himself, taking a bite out of his apple. "Too bad that I prefer my own company." He snickered.

Oh and, he's no Carlotta prince—That's his cousin. Geralt is just, Lord Geralt Cardon.